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FROM THE LIBRARY OF 
REV. LOUIS FITZGERALD BENSON, D. D. 

BEQUEATHED BY HIM TO 

THE LIBRARY OF 

PRINCETON THEOLOGICAL SEMINARY 



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CHRISTIAN PRAISE: 



HYMNS AND TUNES 



FOR THE CSE OF THE 



BAPTIST CHURCHES 



Let the people praise thee. O God ; 
Let all the people praise thee. 

P*aln\ 67 : 3, 5. 



NEW. YORK: 

F. J. HUNTINGTON AND CO. 

187 1. 



Entered, according to Act of Congress, in the year 1871, by 

JOHN B. THOMPSON and 

WILLIAM H. PL ATT, 
In the office of the Librarian of Congress, at Washington. 



With a desire to rescue the Service of Song from the subordinate 
place which is generally assigned to it in the service of the sanctuary, 
the undersigned unite in commending the present volume as of sin- 
gular excellence, both in selection and arrangement, and admirably 
fitted to afford to the spirit of praise appropriate and abundant 
expression. 

Believing it eminently worthy the place for which it has been 
prepared, we most cordially recommend it to the use of Baptist 
Churches. 

A. C. Kendrick. 

"William R. Williams. 

William Hague. 

E. T. Hiscox. 

Reuben Jeffery. 

C. P. Sheldon. 



J. R. Kendrick. 

A. H. BuRLINGHAM. 

George C. Lorimer. 
A. S. Patton. 
C. D'W. Bridgman. 
C. B. Crane. 



PREFACE. 



Christ is all and in all. In the progress of the race toward perfection in God, this 
truth is more clearly apprehended than ever before. In this light, old things are passing 
away. History is rewritten. Theology becomes instinct with life. Devotion becomes 
more intense. Worsliip takes on a higher phase. The service of song in the house of the 
Lord is ennobled. It becomes not only more definitely praise, but also more distinctively 
" Christian Praise." 

From the great mass of material in most hymn-books, the instinct of good pious tast^ 
rejects what does not express this developed Christian feeling of the church. 

It rejects mere dogmatic statements, as belonging to catechism, creed, confession. 

It rejects mere didactic, descriptive, and hortatory rhymes, as belonging to the sermon. 

It rejects hymns in praise of deceased saints, angels, or other creatures, the Sunday- 
school, anniversaries, etc., as foreign to the worship of one God. 

It rejects hymns of self-examination in public worship, as belonging rather to the closet. 

It rejects poetical compositions which have no lyrical character, as unfitted for musical 
expression. 

Hymns which belong prevailingly to these classes have been mostly omitted from 
this book. It is believed, however, that all the really good hymns in the language are 
here. Some favorite endeared by association may be missed, but a better hymn will pro- 
bably be found supplying its place. 

The fairest flowers into which the Christ-life in the church has blossomed have been 
culled from every age and every clime. These hymns are therefore catholic as well as 
Christian. They have not been mutilated and shorn of their power to fit them to any 
human standard, though many of t ..em have been strengthened by the omission of the 
weaker verses. 

The increasing Christliness of Christianity is increasing the devotional character of 
public worship. Where this feeling prevails, the hymns used are selected with reference 
to their emotional character. The arrangement of this book will facilitate such selection. 
There will be found in each metre a regular gradation in the character of the emotion and 
the variety of the praise. 

The full Topical Index furnishes every facility also for a selection by subjects, and tlm 
location of every hymn in a book of this size speedily becomes familiar. 

The sentiment of the hymns will generally be well rendered by using either of the 
tunes opposite. 

Music is the language of the emotions, as words are of the intellect. These two lan- 
guages, in proper combination, must produce a much greater effect than either alone ; yet 
music has been but little studied as a language. Three tunes are therefore given, from 
which selection may be made at will. 

Music is both impressive and expressive. 

If the object be to impress the feelings, and prepare for acts of worship, one of the 



PREFACE. iii 



adaptations, or one of the tunes of the higher and more difficult style, may be sung by the 
trained choir. 

If the object be to express the feelings in direct acts of worship, one of the simpler tunes, 
in which all can join, should be used. This book is specially designed for this end, while 
fostering also progress in the appreciation of musical language. 

There is really no discrepancy between the words and the music of true hymns. 
Neither need be subordinated to the other. No compromise between them should be at- 
tempted, for none is needed. They are naturally adapted to each other. True hymns are 
compositions of a lyrical character, that is, they are made for music. All that is necessary, 
then, is to find the musical language which expresses the sentiment of the hymn, and 
bring them together. Such music, once 

Married to immortal verse, 
should never be divorced from it. 

The ratification of such union of hymns with tunes by the universal consciousness 
of the Christian church is one manifestation of her devotional life. Such adaptations 
sound down through the ages, testifying to the communion of saints. The tunes as 
well as the hymn* in this book represent the devotion of the universal church militant. 

The tunes, the hymns, the prayers, the creeds of the church, must alike be the fruit 
of her own life. The business of the compilers has been to gather a part of this fruit for 
the convenience of those who partake of it. The enjoyment of communion with the 
best minds and the highest devotion of the church in this labor of love has been in- 
tense. If our labor shall minister to others a tithe of the blessing it has brought to us, 
we shall rejoice and give thanks. 

It remains to acknowledge the kindness of the many clerical and musical friends, to 
whose suggestions and contributions (which are duly accredited) the book owes much of 
its value. Special obligation is due to The Rev. Ray Palmer, D.D., without whose valua- 
ble hymns no collection can be complete ; to James Flint, Esq., the well-known organist 
and composer, (who has carefully revised all the music,) for many original contributions; 
and to U. C. Burnap, Esq., Musical Editor of ' Hymns of the Church,' not only for unre- 
stricted selection from his published tunes, but also for compositions written expressly for 
this work, and for other valuable assistance in its preparation. 

No labor for Christ and His church is insignificant. Great pains were taken with the 
service of song in the Jewish church, "for so was the commandment of the Lord by His 
prophets." (2 Chron. xxix. 25-30.) It is an equally important part of Christian worship, 
both on earth and in heaven. (Eph. v. 19 ; Rev. xiv. 2, 3.) With these views we have la- 
bored at this work. 

To Him who sang a hymn at the supper in Jerusalem we dedicate it. 
To Him be glory forever ! Amen. 

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1 Psalm 100. 

1 Before Jehovah's awful throne, 
Ye nations, bow with sacred joy ; 
Know that the Lord is God alone ; 
He can create, and He destroy. 

2 His sovereign power, without our aid, 
Made us of clay, and formed us men ; 
And when, like wandering sheep, we 

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He brought us to His fold again. 

3 We are His people, we His care — 
Our souls, and all our mortal frame : 
What lasting honors shall we rear, 
Almighty Maker, to Thy name ? 

4 We'll crowd Thy gates with thankful 

songs ; 
High as the heaven our voices raise ; 
And earth, with her ten thousand 

tongues, 
Shall fill Thy courts with sounding 

praise. 

5 Wide as the world is Thy command ; 
Vast as eternity Thy love ; 

Firm as a rock Thy truth shall stand 
When rolling years shall cease to move. 



1 Great One in Three, great Three in 

One, 
Thy wondrous name we sound abroad : 
Prostrate we fall before Thy throne. 
O holy, holy, holy Lord I 

2 Thee, holy Father, we confess ; 
Thee, holy Saviour, we adore ; 
And Thee, O Holy Ghost, we bless 
And praise and worship evermore. 

3 Thou art by heaven and earth adored ; 
Thy universe is full of Thee, 

O holy, holy, holy Lord ! 
Great Three in One, great One in 
Three ! 

«-) Psalm 57. 

1 Be thou, O God, exalted high : 
And as thy glory fills the sky, 
So let it be on earth displayed, 
Till thou art here, as there, obeyed. 

2 God, my heart is fixed; 'tis. bent 
Its thankful tribute to present ; 

And, with my heart, my voice I'll raise 
To thee, my God, in songs of praise. 



Thy praises, Lord, I will resound 
To all the listening nations round ; 
Thy mercy highest heaygn transcends; 
Thy truth beyond the ciouds extends. 

Be thou, O God, exalted high ; 
And as thy glory fills the sky. 
So let it be on earth displayed, 
Till thou art here, as there, obeyed. 



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1 Oh, bow thine ear, Eternal One ! 
On thee our heart adoring calls; 
To thee the followers of thy Son 
Have raised, and now devote these 

walls. 

2 Here let thy holy days be kept ; 
And be this place to worship given, 
Like that bright spot where Jacob slept, 
The house of God, the gate of heaven. 

8 Here may thine honor dwell ; and here. 
As incense, let thy children's prayer. 
From contrite hearts and lips sincere, 
Rise on the still and holy air. 

4 Here be thy praise devoutly sung ; 
Here let thy truth beam forth to save. 
As when, of old, thy Spirit hung. 
On wings of light, o'er Jordan's wave. 



Psalm 57. 

1 Be Thou exalted, O my God, 

Above the heavens where angels 

dwell ; 
Thy power on earth be known abroad ; 
Let land to land Thy wonders tell. 

2 My heart is fixed, my song shall raise 
Immortal honors to Thy name. 
Awake, my tongue, to sound His praise, 
My tongue, the glory of my frame. 

3 High o'er the earth His mercy reigns. 
And reaches to the utmost sky ; 

His truth to endless years remains, 
When lower worlds dissolve and die. 

4 Be Thou exalted, O my God, 

Above the heavens where angels 

dwell ; 
Thy power on earth be known abroad ; 
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Psalm 93. 

1 Jehovah reigns ; He dwells in light, 
Girded with majesty and might; 
The world, created by His hands, 
Still on its firm foundation stands. 

2 But ere this spacious world was made, 
Or had its first foundation laid, 

Thy throne eternal ages stood, 
Thyself the ever-living God. 

3 Like floods the angry nations rise, 
And aim their rage against the skies ; 
Vain floods that aim their rage so high ! 
At Thy rebuke the billows die. 

4 Forever shall Thy throne endure, 
Thy promise stand forever sure ; 
And everlasting holiness 
Becomes the dwelling of Thy grace. 



• Psalm 97. 

1 Jehovah reigns ; His throne is high, 
His robes are light and majesty ; 

His glory shines with beams so bright 
No mortal can sustain the sight. 

2 His terrors keep the world in awe ; 
His justice guards His holy law; 
His love reveals a smiling face; 

His truth and promise seal the grace. 

3 Through all His works His wisdom 

shines, 
And baffles Satan's deep designs ; 
His power is sovereign to fulfil 
The noblest counsels of His wilL 

4 And will this glorious Lord descend 
To be my father and my friend ! 
Then let my songs with angels join ; 
Heaven is secure, if God be mine. 



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1 Awake, my tongue ! thy tribute bring 
To Him who gave thee power to sing ; 
Praise Him who is all praise above, 
The source of wisdom and of love. 

2 How vast His knowledge — how pro- 

found ! 
A depth where all our thoughts are 

drowned ! 
The stars He numbers, and their 

names 
lie gives to all those heavenly flames. 



3 Through each bright world above, be- 

hold 
Ten thousand thousand charms unfold ; 
Earth, air, and mighty seas combine 
To speak His wisdom all divine. 

4 But in redemption, O what grace ! 

Its wonders, O what thought can trace ! 
Here wisdom shines forever bright — 
Praise Him, my soul, with sweet de- 
light. 



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1 Praise, everlasting praise, be paid 
To Him who earth's foundation laid ; 
Praise to the God whose strong decrees 
Sway the creation as He please. 

2 Praise to the goodness of the Lord, 
Who rules His people by His word ; 
And there, as strong as His decrees, 
He sets His kindest promises. 

3 O for a strong, a lasting faith, 

To credit what the Almighty saith ; 
To embrace the message of His Son, 
And call the joys of heaven our own. 

4 Then, should the earth's old pillars 

shake, 
And all the wheels of nature break, 
Our steady souls would fear no more 
Than solid rocks when billows roar. 



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Psalm 93. 

1 With glory clad, with strength arrayed, 
The Lord that o'er all nature reigns, 
The world's foundation strongly laid, 
And the vast fabric still sustains. 

2 How surely stablished is Thy throne, 
Which shall no change nor period see ; 
For Thou, O Lord, and Thou alone, 
Art God from all eternity. 

3 The floods, O Lord, lift up their voice, 
And toss their troubled waves on high ; 
But God above can still their noise, 
And make the angry sea comply. 

4 Thy promise, Lord, is ever sure, 

And thev that in Thy house would 

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Psalm 97. 

1 He reigns! the Lord, the Saviour 

reigns ! 
Praise Him in evangelic strains : 
Let the whole earth in songs rejoice, 
And distant islands join their voice. 

2 Deep are His counsels, and unknown ; 
But grace and truth support His throne ; 
Though gloomy clouds His ways sur- 
round, 

Justice is their eternal ground. 

3 In robes of judgment, lo, He comes, 
Shakes the wide earth, and cleaves the 

tombs ! 
Before Him burns devouring fire ; 
The mountains melt, the seas retire ! 

4 His enemies, with sore dismay, 

Fly from the sight, and shun the day : 
Then lift your heads, ye saints, on high, 
And sing, for your redemption 's nigh ! 



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Psalm 97. 



1 The Lord is King ! lift up thy voice, 
O earth, and all ye heavens, rejoice ! 
From world to world the joy shall ring : 
The Lord omnipotent is King ! 

2 The Lord is King ! who then shall dare 
Resist His will, distrust His care ! 
Holy and true are all His ways ; 

Let every creature speak His praise. 

3 The Lord is King ! exalt your strains, 
Ye saints; your God, your Father, 

reigns ; 
One Lord, one empire, all secures ; 
He reigns — and life and death are 

yours. 

4 O when His wisdom can mistake, 
His might decay, His love forsake, 
Then may His children cease to sing 
The Lord omnipotent is King ! 



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1 Stand up, my soul, shake off thy fears, 
And gird the gospel armor on ; 
March to the gates of endless joy, 
Where Jesus, thy great Captain 's gone. 

2 Hell and thy sins resist thy course, 
But hell and sin are vanquished foes ; 
Thy Jesus nailed them to the cross, 
And sung the triumph when He rose. 



3 Then let my soul inarch boldly on, 
Press forward to the heavenly gate ; 
There peace and joy eternal reign, 
And glittering robes for conquerors 

wait. 

4 There shall I wear a starry crown, 
And triumph in Almighty grace, 
While all the armies of the skies 
Join in my glorious Leader's praise. 



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Psalm 130. 



1 Give to our God immortal praise ; 
Mercy and truth are all His ways ; 
Wonders of grace to God belong : 
Repeat His mercies in your song. 

2 Give to the Lord of lords renown, 
The King of kings with glory crown ; 
His mercies ever shall endure, 

When lords and kings are known no 
more. 

3 He built the earth, He spread the sky, 
And fixed the starry lights on high ; 
Wonders of grace to God belong : 
Repeat His mercies in your song. 

4 He fills the sun with morning-light, 
He bids the moon direct the night : 
His mercies ever shall endure, 

When suns and moons shall shine no 
more. 

5 He sent His Son, with power to save 
From guilt, and darkness, and the 

grave ; 
Wonders of grace to God belong : 
Repeat His mercies in your song. 



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Psalm 138. 



1 With all my powers of heart and 

tongue, 
I'll praise my Maker in my song ; 
Angels shall hear the notes I raise, 
Approve the song, and join the praise. 

2 To God I cried when troubles rose ; 
He heard me, and subdued my foes ; 
He did my rising fears control, 

And strength diffused through all my 
soul. 

3 I'll sing Thy truth and mercy, Lord, 
I'll sing the wonders of Thy word ; 
Not all Thy works and names below 
So much Thy power and glory show. 



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1 Now to the Lord a noble song 1 
Awake, my soul ! awake, my tongue ! 
Hosanna to the eternal Name, 

And all His boundless love proclaim. 

2 See where it shines in Jesus' face — 
The brightest image of His grace I 
God, in the person of His Son, 

Has all His mightiest works outdone. 

3 Grace ! — 'tis a sweet, a charming 

theme ; 
My thoughts rejoice at Jesus' name : 
Ye angels ! dwell upon the sound ; 
Ye heavens ! reflect it to the ground. 

4 O may I reach that happy place 
Where He unveils His lovely face ; 
Where all His beauties you behold, 
And sing His name to harps of gold ! 



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Psalm 95. 



1 O come, loud anthems let us sing, 
Loud thanks to our Almighty King ! 
For we our voices high should raise 
When our salvation's Rock we praise. 

2 O come, and let our songs accord, 
To bless our God, the only Lord ; 
For high o'er every idol throne 
The Lord our God is Lord alone. 

3 Come, let us kneel, bow down and fall 
Before the God who made us all ; 
For He is still our God and Rock, 
And we His people and His flock. 



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Psalm 143. 



1 Loud hallelujahs to the Lord, 

From distant worlds where creatures 

dwell ! 
Let heaven begin the solemn word, 
And sound it dreadful down to hell. 

2 Wide as His vast dominion lies, 
Make the Creator's name be known ; 
Loud as His thunder shout His praise, 
And sound it lofty as His throne. 

3 Jehovah ! 'tis a glorious word ! 
O may it dwell on every tongue ; 

But saints who best have known the 

Lord, 
Are bound to raise the noblest sonjr. 



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1 Come, O my soul, in sacred lays, 
Attempt thy great Creator's praise ; 
But O what tongue can speak His 

fame ! 
What mortal verse can reach the theme ! 

2 Enthroned amidst the radiant spheres, 
He glory, like a garment, wears ; 

To form a robe of light divine 

Ten thousand suns around Him shine. 

3 In all our Maker's grand designs, 
Omnipotence with wisdom shines ; 
His works through all His wondrous 

frame 
Bear the great impress of His name. 

4 Raised on devotion's lofty wing, 
Do thou, my soul, His glories sing ; 
And let His praise employ thy tongue, 
Till listening worlds repeat the song. 



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Psalm 107. 



1 Give thanks to God, He reigns above ; 
Kind are His thoughts, His name is love ; 
His mercy ages past have known, 
And ages long to come shall own. 

2 Let the redeemed of the Lord 
The wonders of His grace record ; 
Israel, the nation whom He chose, 
And rescued from their mighty foes. 

3 He feeds and clothes us all the way, 
He guides our footsteps, lest we stray ; 
He guards us with a powerful hand, 
And brings us to the heavenly land. 

4 O let us, then, with joy record 

The truth and goodness of the Lord ; 
How great His w T orks — how kind His 

ways ! 
Let every tongue pronounce His praise. 



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Psalm 117. 

1 From all that dwell below the skies, 
Let the Creator's praise arise ; 

Let the Redeemer's name be sung 
Through every land, by every tongue. 

2 Eternal are Thy mercies, Lord ; 
Eternal truth attends Thy word ; 
Thy praise shall sound from shore t: 

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1 Jesus shall reign where'er the sun 
Does His successive journeys run ; 
His kingdom stretch from shore 

shore, 
Till moons shall wax and wane no more. 

2 For Him shall endless prayer be made, 
And praises throng to crown His head ; 
His name like sweet perfume shall rise 
With every morning sacrifice. 

3 People and realms of every tongue 
Dwell on His love with sweetest song ; 
And infant voices shall proclaim 
Their early blessings on His Name. 

4 Blessings abound where'er He reigns ; 
The prisoner leaps to lose his chains, 
The weary find eternal rest, 

And all the sons of want are blest. 

5 Let every creature rise and bring 
Peculiar honors to our King ; 
Angels descend with songs again, 
And earth repeat the loud Amen ! 



23 



1 Ride on ! ride on in majesty ! 
Hark ! all the tribes Hosanna cry : 
O Saviour meek, pursue Thy road 
With palms and scattered garments 

strowed. 

2 Ride on ! ride on in majesty ! 
In lowly pomp, ride on to die : 

O Christ, Thy triumphs now begin 
O'er captive death and conquered sin. 

3 Ride on ! ride on in majesty ! 
The angel armies of the sky 

Look down with sad and wondering 

eyes 
To see the approaching sacrifice. 

4 Ride on ! ride on in majesty ! 
The last and fiercest strife is nigh : 
The Father on his sapphire Throne 
Awaits His own anointed Son. 

5 Ride on ! ride on in majesty ! 
In lowly pomp, ride on to die ; 
Bow Thy meek head to mortal pain, 
Then take, O God, Thy power, and 

reign. 



24 



1 Descend from heaven, immortal Dove ! 
Stoop down, and take us on Thy wings, 
And mount, and bear us far above 



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2 Beyond, beyond this lower sky, 
Up where eternal ages roll, 
Where solid pleasures never die, 
And fruits immortal feast the soul. 

3 O for a sight, a blissful sight 

Of our almighty Father's throne ! 
There sits the Saviour, crowned with 

light, 
Clothed in a body like our own. 

4 Adoring saints around Him stand, 
And thrones and powers before Him 

fall; 
The God shines gracious through the 

Man, 
And sheds sweet glories on them all. 

5 O what amazing joys they feel, 
While to their golden harps they sing, 
And sit on every heavenly hill, 

And spread the triumph of their King ! 



25 



1 Great God ! let all our tuneful powers 
Awake, and sing Thy mighty Name : 
Thy hand revolves our circling hours — 
Thy hand from which our being came. 

2 Seasons and moons still rolling round, 
In beauteous order speak Thy praise ; 
And years, with smiling mercy crowned, 
To Thee successive honors raise. 

3 To Thee we raise the annual song, 
To Thee the grateful tribute give ; 
Our God doth still our years prolong, 
And, 'midst unnumbered deaths, we live. 

4 Our life, our health, our friends, we owe 
All to Thy vast, unbounded love ; 
Ten thousand precious gifts below, 
And hope of nobler joys above. 

5 Thus will we sing, till nature cease, 
Till sense and language are no more, 
And, after death, Thy boundless grace, 
Through everlasting years adore. 



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1 The heavens declare Thy glory, Lord, 
In every star Thy wisdom shines ; 
But when our eyes behold Thy word, 
"We read Thy name in fairer lines. 

2 The rolling sun, the changing light, 
And nights and days Thy power confess ; 
But the blest volume Thou hast writ, 
Reveals Thy justice and Thy grace. 

3 Sun, moon, and stars convey Thy praise 
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4 Nor shall Thy spreading gospel rest, 
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That see the light or feel the sun. 

5 Thy noblest wonders here we view, 
In souls renewed, and sins forgiven : 
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And make Thy word my guide to 

heaven. 



27 



Psalm 145. 



1 My God, my King, Thy various praise 
Shall fill the remnant of my days ; 
Thy grace employ my humble tongue, 
Till death and glory raise the song. 

2 The wings of every hour shall bear 
Some thankful tribute to Thine ear; 
And every setting sun shall see 
New works of duty done for Thee. 

3 Let distant times and nations raise 
The long succession of Thy praise ; 
And unborn ages make my song 
The joy and triumph of their tongue. 

4 But who can speak Thy wondrous 

deeds ! 
Thy greatness all our thoughts exceeds ; 
Vast and unsearchable Thy ways ! 
Vast and immortal be Thy praise ! 
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1 O Lord of Hosts, whose glory fills 
The bounds of the eternal hills, 

And yet vouchsafes, in Christian lands, 
To dwell in temples made with hands ; 

2 Grant that all we, who here to-day 
Rejoicing this foundation lay, 
May be in very deed Thine own, 
Built on the precious Corner-stone. 

3 Endue the creatures with Thy grace, 
That shall adorn Thy dwelling-place ; 
The beauty of the oak and pine, 

The gold and silver, make them Thine. 

4 To Thee they all pertain ; to Thee 
The treasures of the earth and sea; 
And when we bring them to Thy throne, 
We but present Thee with Thine own. 

5 The heads that guide endue with skill, 
The hands that work preserve from ill, 
That we, who these foundations lay, 
May raise the topstone in its day. 

6 Both now and ever, Lord, protect 
The temple of Thine own elect ; 

Be Thou in them, and they in Thee, 
O ever-blessed Trinity ! Amen. 



29 



1 Awake, my soul, and with the sun 
Thy daily stage of duty run ; 
Shake oft dull sloth, and joyful rise 
To pay thy morning sacrifice. 

2 Wake and lift up thyself, my heart, 
And with the angels bear thy part, 
Who, all night long, unwearied sing 
High praise to the Eternal King. 

3 All praise to Thee who safe hast kept, 
And hast refreshed me while I slept ! 
Grant, Lord, when I from death shall 

wake, 
I may of endless life partake ! 

4 Lord, I my vows to Thee renew ; 
Disperse my sins as morning dew ; 
Guard my first springs of thought and 

will, 
And with Thyself my spirit fill. 

5 Praise God from whom all blessings 

flow! 
Praise Him, all creatures here below ! 
Praise Him above, ye heavenly host ! 
Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost 1 



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Psalm 45. 



1 Now be my heart inspired to sing 
The glories of my Saviour-King — 
Jesus, the Lord ; how heavenly fair 
His form ! how bright His beauties are ! 

2 O'er all the^sons of human race 
He shines with a superior grace ; 
Love from His lips divinely flows, 
And blessings all His state compose. 

3 Thy throne, O God, forever stands ; 
Grace is the sceptre in Thy hands ; 
Thy laws and works are just and right ; 
Justice and grace are Thy delight. 

4 God ! Thine own God has richly shed 
His oil of gladness on Thy head ; 
And with His sacred Spirit blessed 
His first-born Son above the rest. 



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Let the whole earth adore His grace ; 
The Gentile with the Jew shall join, 
In work and worship so divine. 



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31 



Psalm 84. 



1 Great God, attend while Zion sings 
The joy that from Thy presence springs ; 
To spend one day with Thee on earth, 
Exceeds a thousand days of mirth. 

2 Might I enjoy the meanest place 
Within Thy house, O God of grace, 
Not tents of ease, nor thrones of power, 
Should tempt my feet to leave Thy door. 

3 God is our Sun, He makes our day ; 
God is our Shield, He guards our way 
From all the assaults of hell and sin, 
From foes without and foes within. 

4 All needful grace will God bestow, 
And crown that grace with glory too ; 
He gives us all things, and withholds 
No real good from upright souls. 



32 



Psalm 103. 



1 Bless, O my soul, the living God, 
Call home Thy thoughts that rove 

abroad ; 
Let all the powers within me join 
In work and worship so divine. 

2 Bless, O my soul, the God of grace ; 
His favors claim thy highest praise ; 
Why should the wonders He hath 

wrought 
Be lost in silence, and forgot ! 



1 O render thanks to God above, 
The fountain of eternal love, 
Whose mercy firm through ages past 
Hath stood, and shall forever last. 

2 Who can His mighty deeds express, 
Not only vast but numberless ! 
What mortal eloquence can raise 
His tribute of immortal praise ! 

3 Extend to me that favor, Lord, 
Thou to Thy chosen dost afford ; 
When Thou return'st to set them free, 
Let Thy salvation visit me. 

4 may I worthy prove to see 
Thy saints in full prosperity, 
That I the joyful choir may join, 
And count Thy people's triumph mine. 



34 



Psalm 72. 



1 Great God, whose universal sway 
The known and unknown worlds obey, 
Now give the kingdom to Thy Son, 
Extend His power, exalt His throne. 

2 Thy sceptre well becomes His hands ; 
All heaven submits to His commands ; 
His justice shall avenge the j)oor. 
And pride and rage prevail no more. 

3 As rain on meadows newly mown. 
So shall He send His influence down ; 
His grace on fajnting souls distils. 
Like heavenly dew on thirsty hills. 

4 The heathen lands that lie beneath 
The shades of overspreading death, 
Revive at His first dawning light, 
And deserts blossom at the sight. 

5 The saints shall flourish in His days, 
Dressed in the robes of joy and praise - 
Peace, like a river from His throne, 
Shall flow to nations yet unknown. 



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1 When marshalled on the nightly plain, 
The glittering host be- | stud the | sky, 
One star alone of all the train 

Can fix the | sinner's | wandering | eye. 
Hark ! hark ! to God the chorus breaks 
From every host, from | every | gem ; 
But one alone the Saviour speaks, 
It is the | Star— the | Star of | Bethle- 
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The storm was loud, the | night was 

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The ocean yawned, and rudely blowed 
The wind that | tossed my | founder- 
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Deep horror then my vitals froze ; 
Death-struck, I ceased the | tide to 

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It bade my dark fore- | bodings | cease ; 
And through the storm, and danger's 

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It led me | to the | port of | peace. 
Now safely moored, my perils o'er, 
I'll sing | first — in night's | diadem, 
Forever and for evermore, 
The | Star— the | Star of | Bethlehem ! 



36 



Psalm 17. 



1 What sinners value I resign ; 

Lord, 'tis enough that | Thou art | 

mine; 
I shall behold Thy blissful face, 
And stand com- | plete in | righteous- 
| ness. 

2 This life's a dream, an empty show, 
But the bright world to | which I | go 
Hath joys substantial and sincere ; 
When shall I | wake and | find me | 

there ! 

3 O glorious hour ! O blest abode ! 

I shall be near and | like my | God , 
And flesh and sin no more control 
The sacred | pleasures | of the | soul. 

4 My flesh shall slumber in the ground 
Till the last trumpet's | joyful | sound ; 
Then burst the chains with sweet sur- 
prise, 

And in my | Saviour's | image | rise. 



37 



1 O Saviour, who for man hast trod 
The winepress of the | wrath of | God, 
Ascend and claim again on high 

Thy glory | left for | us to | die. 

2 A radiant cloud is now Thy seat, 
And earth lies stretched be- J neath 

Thy | feet ; [sing, 

Ten thousand thousands round Thee 
Vnd share the | triumph | of their | 
King. 

3 The angel host enraptured waits ; 

" Lift up your heads, e- | ternal | gates I" 
O God-and-Man ! the Father's throne 
Is now, for | ever- | more, Thine | own. 

4 Our great High-Priest and Shepherd, 

Thou 
Within the veil art | entered | now, 
To offer there Thy precious blood, 
Once poured on | earth a | cleansing 
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5 And thence the church, Thy chosen 

bride, 

With countless gifts of | grace sup- 
plied, 

Through all her members draws from 
Thee 

Her hidden | life of | sancti- | ty. 

6 O Christ, our Lord, of Thy dear care 
Thy lowly members | heavenward | 

bear; 
Be ours with Thee to suffer pain, 
With Thee for | ever- | more to | reign. 

38 

1 When Jordan hushed his waters still, 
And silence slept on | Zion's | hill ; 
When Bethlehem's shepherds through 

the night 
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2 On wheels of light, on wings of flame, 
The glorious hosts of | Zion | came ; 
High heaven with songs of triumph 

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While thus they | struck their | harps, 
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The long-expected | hour is | nigh ; 
Renewed, creation smiles again, 

The Prince of | Salem | comes to | 
reign. 

4 " He comes to cheer the trembling heart, 
Bid Satan and his | host de- | part ; 
Again the Daystar gilds the gloom, 
Again the | bowers of | Eden | bloom." 



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1 O iiappy day, that stays my choice 
On Thee, my Saviour and my God ! 
Well may this glowing heart rejoice, 
And tell its raptures all abroad. 

2 O happy bond, that seals my vows 
To Him who merits all my love ! 
Let cheerful anthems fill His house, 
While to that sacred shrine I move. 

3 'Tis done, the great transaction 's done ! 
I am my Lord's, and He is mine ; 

He drew me, and I followed on, 
Glad to obey the voice divine. 

4 Now rest, my long divided heart, 
Fixed on this blissful centre, rest ; 
With ashes who would grudge to part, 
When called on angels' bread to feast ! 

5 High heaven that heard the solemn 

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Till in life's latest hour I bow, 
And bless in death a bond so dear. 



40 



1 When sins and fears prevailing rise, 
And fainting hope almost expires, 
Jesus, to Thee I lift mine eyes ; 

To Thee I breathe my soul's desires. 

2 If my immortal Saviour lives, 
Then my immortal life is sure ; 
His word a firm foundation gives ; 
Here may I build and rest secure. 

3 Here let my fai +1> unshaken dwell; 
Immovable the promise stands ; 
Not all the powers of earth or hell 
Can e'er dissolve the sacred bands. 

4 Here, O my soul, Thy trust repose ; 
If Jesus is forever mine, 

Not death itsejf, that last of foes, 
Shall break a union so divine. 



41 



1 Now to the Lord, who makes us know 
The wonders of His dying love, 
Be humble honors paid below, 
And strains of nobler praise above. 



2 'Twas He that cleansed our foulest sins, 
And washed us in His richest blood ; 
'Tis He that makes us priests and kings, 
And brings us rebels near to God. 

3 To Jesus, our atoning priest, 
To Jesus, our superior king, 
Be everlasting power confessed, 
And every tongue His glory sing. 



42 



1 Now I resolve with all my heart, 
With all my powers, to serve the Lord ; 
Nor from His ways will I depart, 
Whose service is a rich reward. 

2 O be this service all my joy ! 
Around let my example shine, 
Till others love the blest employ, 
And join in labors so divine. 

3 Be this the purpose of my soul, 
My solemn, my determined choice, 
To yield to His supreme control, 
And in His kind commands rejoice. 

4 O may I never faint nor tire, 

Nor wandering, leave His sacred ways ; 
Great God, accept my soul's desire, 
And give me strength to live Thy 
praise. 



43 



1 Thine earthly Sabbaths, Lord, we love, 
But there's a nobler rest above ; 

To that our laboring souls aspire 
With ardent pangs of strong desire. 

2 No more fatigue, no more distress ; 
Nor sin, nor hell, shall reach the place ; 
No groans to mingle with the songs 
Which warble from immortal tongues ; 

3 No rude alarms of raging foes, 
No cares to break the long repose ; 
No midnight shade, no clouded sun, 
But sacred, high, eternal noon. 

4 O long-expected day, begin, 

Dawn on these realms of woo and sin ! 
Fain would we leave this weary road, 
And sleep in death to rest with God. 



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Psalm 92. 



1 Sweet is the work, rny God, my King, 
To praise Thy name, give thanks and 

sing; 
To show Thy love by morning light, 
And talk of all Thy truth at night. 

2 My heart shall triumph in my Lord, 
And bless His works, and bless His 

word : 
Thy works of grace, how bright they 

shine ! 
How deep Thy counsels, how divine ! 

3 Lord, I shall share a glorious part 
When grace hath well refined my heart ; 
And fresh supplies of joy are shed, 
Like holy oil, to cheer my head. 

4 Then shall I see, and hear, and know, 
All I desired or wished below ; 

And every power find sweet employ 
In that eternal world of joy. 



45 



1 Jesus, Thy Blood and Righteousness 
My beauty are, my glorious dress ; 
'Midst flaming worlds, in these arrayed, 
With joy shall I lift up my head. 

2 When from the dust of death I rise, 
To claim my mansion in the skies, 
E'en then, shall this be all my plea : 
Jesus hath lived, hath died for me. 

3 This spotless robe the same appears, 
When ruined nature sinks in years ; 
No age can change its glorious hue, 
The robe of Christ is ever new. 



4 O let the dead now hear Thy voice ! 
Bid, Lord, Thy mourning ones rejoice ; 
Their beauty this, their glorious dress, 
Jesus, the Lord our Righteousness. 



46 



Psalm 84. 



1 How pleasant, how divinely fair, 

O Lord of hosts, Thy dwellings are ! 
With long desire my spirit faints 
To meet the assemblies of Thy saints. 

2 Blest are the saints who sit on high 
Around Thy throne of majesty ; 
Thy brightest glories shine above, 
And all their work is praise and love. 



3 Blest are the souls that find a place 
Within the temple of Thy grace : 
There they behold Thy gentler rays, 
And seek Thy face and learn Thy 

praise. 

4 Cheerful they walk with growing 

strength, 
Till all shall meet in heaven at length ; 
Till all before Thy face appear. 
And join in nobler worship there. 



47 



1 Come, dearest Lord, descend and dwell, 
By faith and love in every breast : 
Then shall we know, and taste, and feel 
The joys that cannot be expressed. 

2 Come, fill our hearts with inward 

strength, 
Make our enlarged souls possess 
And learn the height, and breadth, and 

length 
Of Thine unmeasurable grace. 

3 Now to the God whose power can do 
More than our thoughts and wishes 

know, 
Be everlasting honors done, 
By all the church, through Christ the 

Son. 



48 



1 Another six days' work is done ; 
Another Sabbath is begun. 
Return, my soul, enjoy the rest ; 
Improve the day thy God hath blest. 

2 O that our thoughts and thanks may 

rise 

As grateful incense to the skies ; 

And draw from heaven that sweet re- 
pose 

Which none but he that feels it knows. 

3 This heavenly calm within the breast 
Is the dear pledge of glorious rest 
Which for the church of God remains, 
The end of cares, the end of pains. 

4 In holy duties let the day 
In holy pleasures pass away. 

How sweet a Sabbath thus to spend. 
In hope of one that ne'er shall end ! 



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1 Glory to Thee, my God, this night, 
For all the blessings of the light ; 
Keep me, keep me, King of kings, 
Beneath Thine own Almighty wings. 

2 Forgive me. Lord, for Thy dear Son, 
Thelll that I this day have done ; 
That with the world, myself, and Thee, 
I, ere I sleep, at peace may be. 

3 Teach me to live, that I may dread 
The grave as little as my bed ; 
Teach me to die, that so I may 
Rise glorious at the awful day. 

4 O may my soul on Thee repose ; 

And may sweet sleep mine eyelids close, 
That shall my frame more vig'rous make. 
To serve my God when I awake. 

5 Praise God, from whom all blessings 

flow; 
Praise Him, all creatures here below ; 
Praise Him above, ye heavenly host ; 
Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost ! 



51 



1 No more, my God, I boast no more 
Of all the duties I have done ; 

I quit the hopes I held before, 
To trust the merits of Thy Son. 

2 Now, for the love I bear His name, 
What was my gain I count my loss ; 
My former pride I call my shame, 
And nail my glory to His cross. 

3 Yes, and I must and will esteem 
All things but loss for Jesus' sake : 
O may my soul be found in Him, 
And of His righteousness partake ! 

4 The best obedience of my hands 
Dares not appear before Thy throne ; 
But faith can answer Thy demands, 
By pleading what my Lord has done. 



52 



50 



1 Jesus, and shall it ever be, 

A mortal man ashamed of Thee ! 
Ashamed of Thee whom angels praise ! 
Whose glories shine through endless 
days ! 

2 Ashamed of Jesus ! — sooner far 
Let evening blush to own a star ; 
He sheds the beams of light divine 
O'er this benighted soul of mine. 

3 Ashamed of Jesus ! — that dear Friend 
On whom my hopes of heaven depend ! 
No ! when I blush, be this my shame, 
That I no more revere His name. 

4 Ashamed of Jesus ! — yes, I may, 
When I've no guilt to wash away. 
No tear to wipe, no good to crave, 
No fear to quell, no soul to save. 

5 Till then, nor is my boasting vain, 
Till then, I boast a Saviour slain ! 
And O may this my glory be, 
That Christ is not ashamed of me ! 



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1 God, in the gospel of His Son, 
Makes His eternal counsels known : 
Here love in all its glory shines, 
And truth is drawn in fairest lines. 

2 Here sinners of a humble frame 
May taste His grace, and learn 

Name : 
May read, in characters of blood, 
The wisdom, power, and grace of God. 

3 Here faith reveals to mortal eyes 

A brighter world beyond the skies ; 
Here shines the light which guides our 

way 
From earth to realms of endless day. 

4 O grant us grace, Almighty Lord, 
To read and mark Thy holy word, 
Its truths with meekness to receive, 
And by its holy precepts live. 



53 



1 While now upon this Sabbath eve, 
Thy house, Almighty God, we leave, 
'Tis sweet, as sinks the setting sun, 
To think on all our duties done. 

2 Oh! evermore may all our bliss 
Be peaceful, pure, divine like this; 
And may each Sabbath, as it flies, 
Fit us for joys beyond the skies. 



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1 O woxdrous type, O vision fair, 

Of glory that the church shall share, 
Which Christ upon the mountain shows, 
Where brighter than the sun He glows ! 

2 With shining face and bright array, 
Christ deigns to manifest to-day 
What glory shall be theirs above 
Who joy in God with perfect love. 



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The voice of prayer, the hymn of praise 

4 O Father, with the eternal Son, 
And Holy Spirit, ever One, 
Vouchsafe to bring us by Thy grace 
To see Thy glory face to face. 



3 let Thy love my soul inflame, 
And to Thy service sweetly bind ; 
Transfuse it through my inmost frame 
And mould me wholly to Thy mind. 

4 Thy love in suffering be my peace ; 
Thy love in weakness make me strong; 
And when the storms of life shall cease, 
Thy love shall be my heaven and song. 



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55 



1 I know that my Redeemer lives ; 
What comfort this sweet sentence gives ! 
He lives, He lives, who once was dead ; 
He lives, my ever-living Head ! 

2 He lives to bless me with His love ; 
He lives to plead for me above ; 

He lives to calm my troubled heart ; 
He lives all blessings to impart. 

3 He lives, my kind, wise, heavenly 

Friend ; 
He lives, and loves me to the end. 
He lives, and while He lives I'll sing ; i 
He lives, my Prophet, Priest, and King. 

4 He lives, all glory to His name ; 
He lives, my Jesus, still the same ; 

the sweet joy this sentence gives, 

1 know that my Redeemer lives. 



1 Jesus, Thou joy of loving hearts ! 
Thou fount of life ! Thou light of men ! 
From the best bliss that earth imparts 
We turn, unfilled, to Thee again. 

2 We taste Thee, O Thou living bread, 
And long to feast upon Thee still ; 
We drink of Thee, the fountain-head. 
And thirst our souls from Thee to fill. 

3 Our restless spirits yearn for Thee 
Where'er our changeful lot is cast ; 
Glad when Thy gracious smile we see, 
Blest when our faith can hold Thee fast. 

4 O Jesus, ever with us stay, 

Make all our moments calm and bright, 
Chase the dark night of sin away, 
Shed o'er the world Thy holy light. 



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56 



1 Jesus, Thy boundless love to me 

No thought can reach, no tongue de- 
clare ; 
knit my thankful heart to Thee, 
And reign without a rival there. 

2 Thy love, how cheering is its ray ! 
All pain before its presence flies ; 
Care, anguish, sorrow melt away, 
Where'er its healing beams arise. 



1 He lives ! the great Redeemer lives ! 
What joy the blest assurance gives ! 
And now before His Father, God, 
Pleads the full merit of His blood. 

2 Repeated crimes awake our fears, 
And justice armed with frowns appears 
But in the Saviour's lovely face 
Sweet mercy smiles, and all is peace. 

3 In every dark, distressful hour, 
When sin and Satan join their power, 
Let this dear hope repel the dart. 
That Jesus bears us on His heart. 

4 Great Advocate ! Almighty Friend ! 
On Him our humble hopes depend ; 
Our cause can never, never fail, 
For Jesus pleads, and must prevail. 



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1 Great God, to Thee my evening song 
With humble gratitude I raise ; 

let Thy mercy tune my tongue, 
And fill my heart with lively praise. 

2 My days unclouded as they pass. 
And every gently rolling hour, 
Are monuments of wondrous grace, 
And witness to Thy love and power. 

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Ungrateful, can from Thee depart, 
And, fond of trifles, vainly rove. 

4 Seal my forgiveness in the blood 
Of Jesus ; His dear name alone 

I plead for pardon, gracious God, 
And kind acceptance at Thy throne. 

5 Let this blest hope mine eyelids close ; 
With sleep refresh my feeble frame; 
Safe in Thy care may I repose, 

And wake with praises to Thy Name ! 



60 



1 O sweetly breathe the lyres above. 
When angels touch the quivering 

string. 
And wake, to chant Immanuers love, 
Such strains as angel lips can sing ! 

2 And sweet on earth the choral swell, 
From mortal tongues, of gladsome lays, 
When pardoned souls their raptures tell, 
And, grateful, hymn Immanuers praise. 

3 Jesus, Thy name our souls adore ; 

We own the bond that makes us Thine, 
And earthly joys, that charmed before, 
For Thy dear sake we now resign. 

4 Our hearts, by dying love subdued, 
Accept Thine offered grace to-day ; 
Beneath the cross, with blood bedewed, 
We bow and give ourselves away. 



1 Eternal Source of every joy. 

Well may Thy praise our lips employ, 
While in Thy temple we appear 
To hail Thee, Sovereign of the year. 

2 Wide as the wheels of nature roll. 
Thy hand supports and guides the 

whole ; 
The sun is taught by Thee to rise. 
And darkness when to veil the skies. 

3 The flowery spring, at Thy command. 
Perfumes the air and paints the land ; 
The summer rays with vigor shine 
To raise the corn and cheer the vine. 

4 Thy hand, in autumn, richly pours 
Through all our coasts redundant 

stores ; 
And winters, softened by Thy care, 
No more the face of horror wear. 

5 Seasons, and months, and weeks, and 

days 
Demand successive songs of praise : 
And be the grateful homage paid. 
With morning light and evening shade. 

6 Here in Thy house let incense rise, 
And circling Sabbaths bless our eyes : 
Till to those lofty heights we soar 
Where days and years revolve no more. 



62 



1 Great God. we sing that mighty hand 
By which supported still we^tand : 
The opening year Thy mercy shows : 
Let mercy crown it till it close. 

2 By day, by night, at home, abroad. 
Still we are guarded by our God ; 
By His incessant bounty fed, 

By his unerring counsel led. 

3 With grateful hearts the past we own ; 
The future, all to us unknown, 

We to Thy guardian care commit. 
And peaceful leave before Thy feet. 



5 In Thee we trust, on Thee rely ; 4 In scenes exalted or deprest, 

Though we are feeble, Thou art strong ; j Be Thou our joy, and Thou our rest ! 

O keep us till our spirits fly Thy goodness all our hopes shall raise. 

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1 Come, gracious Spirit, heavenly Dove, 
With light and comfort from above ; 
Be Thou our guardian, Thou our guide, 
O'er every thought and step preside. 

2 To us the light of truth display, 

And makes us know and choose Thy 

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That we from God may ne'er depart. 

3 Lead us to holiness, the road 

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Lead us to Christ, the living way, 
Nor let us from his precepts stray. 

4 Lead us to God, our final rest, 
To be with Him forever blessed ; 
Lead us to heaven, its bliss to share, 
And drink our fill of pleasure there. 



64 



1 Sweet peace of conscience, heavenly 

guest ! 
Come, fix thy mansion in my breast ; 
Dispel my doubts, my fears control, 
And heal the anguish of my soul. 

2 Come, smiling hope ! and joy sincere ! 
Come, make your constant dwelling 

here ; 
Still let your presence cheer my heart, 
Nor sin compel you to depart. 

3 Thou God of hope and peace divine ! 
O make these sacred pleasures mine ; 
Forgive my sins, my fears remove, 
And send the tokens of Thy love. 

4 Then should mine eyes, without a tear, 
See death with all its terrors near ; 
My heart should then in death rejoice, 
And raptures tune my faltering voice. 



65 



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1 Great God, indulge my humble claim ; 
Thou art my hope, my joy, my rest; 
The glories that compose Thy name 
Stand all engaged to make me blest. 

2 Thou great and good, Thou just and 

wise, 
Thou art my Father and my God ; 
And I am Thine, by sacred ties, 
Thy son, Thy servant, bought with 

blood. 



3 With heart, and eyes, and lifted hands, 
For Thee I long, to Thee I look, 

As travellers in thirsty lands, 
Pant for the cooling water brook. 

4 With early feet I love to appear 
Among Thy saints, and seek Thy face ; 
Oft have I seen Thy glory there, 

And felt the power of sovereign grace. 

5 I'll lift my hands, I'll raise my voice, 
While I have breath to pray or praise ; 
This work shall make my heart rej oice. 
And cheer the remnant of my days. 



66 



1 Thou only Sovereign of my heart, 
My Refuge, my Almighty Friend, 
And can my soul from Thee depart, 
On whom alone my hopes depend ! 

2 Eternal life Thy words impart ; 
On these my fainting spirit lives ; 
Here sweeter comforts cheer my heart 
Than all the round of nature gives. 

3 Thy Name my inmost powers adore ; 
Thou art my life, my joy, my care; 
Depart from Thee ! 'tis death, 'tis 

more — 
'Tis endless ruin, deep despair ! 

4 Low at Thy feet my soul would lie ; 
Here safety dwells, and peace divine ; 
Still let me live beneath Thine eye, 
For life, eternal life, is Thine. 



67 



1 My God, how endless is Thy love ! 
Thy gifts are every evening new ; 
And morning mercies from above 
Gently distil like early dew. 

2 Thou spread'st the curtains of the 

night, 
Great Guardian of my sleeping hours ; 
Thy sovereign word restores the light, 
And quickens all my drowsy powers. 

3 I yield my powers to Thy command ; 
To Thee I consecrate my days ; 
Perpetual blessings from Thy hand 
Demand perpetual songs of praise. 



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1 Lord ! Thou hast searched and seen 

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Thine eye commands, with piercing 

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My rising and my resting hours, 
My heart and flesh, with all their powers. 

2 My thoughts, before they are my own, 
Are to my God distinctly known; 

He knows the words I mean to speak. 
Ere from my opening lips they break. 

3 Within Thy circling power I stand. 
On every side I find Thy hand ; 
Awake, asleep, at home, abroad, 

I am surrounded still with God. 

4 O may these thoughts possess my 

breast. 
"Where'er I rove, where'er I rest ; 
Nor let my weaker passions dare 
Consent to sin, for God is there. 



1 Through every age, eternal God, 
Thou art our rest, our safe abode ; 
High was Thy throne ere heaven was 

made. 
Or earth Thy humble footstool laid. 

2 Long hadst Thou reigned ere time be- 

gan, 
Or dust was fashioned to a man ; 
And long Thy kingdom shall endure, 
When earth and time shall be no more. 

3 But man, weak man. is born to die, 
Made up of guilt and vanity : 

Thy dreadful sentence. Lord, was just, 
"Return, ye sinners ! to your dust.' 1 

4 Death like an overflowing stream 
Sweeps us away ; our life's a dream, 
An empty tale, a morning flower 
Cut down and withered in an hour. 



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1 God is the refuge of His saints 
When storms of sharp distress invade ; 
Ere we can offer our complaints, 
Behold Him present with His aid. 



2 Let mountains from their seats be hurled 
Down to the deep, and buried there ; 
Convulsions shake the solid world, 
Our faith shall never yield to fear. 

3 There is a stream whose gentle flow 
Supplies the city of our God ; 

Life, love, and joy, still gliding through. 
And watering our divine abode. 

4 That sacred stream, Thy holy word, 
Our grief allays, our fear controls ; 
Sweet peace Thy promises afford, 
And give new strength to fainting souls. 

5 Zion enjoys her Monarch's love, 
Secure against a threatening hour ; 
Nor can her firm foundations move, 
Built on His truth, and armed with 

power. 

71 

1 The Lord, how wondrous are His ways ! 
How firm His truth, how large His 

grace ! 
He takes His mercy for His throne ; 
And thence He makes His glories known. 

2 Not half so high His power hath spread 
The starry heavens, above our head. 
As His rich love exceeds our praise — 
Exceeds the highest hopes we raise. 

3 Not half so far hath nature placed 
The rising morning from the west, 
As His forgiving grace removes 
The daily guilt of those He loves. 

4 His everlasting love is sure ; 

To all the saints it shall endure : 
From age to age His truth shall reign. 
Nor children's children hope in vain. 



72 



1 Eternal Spirit, we confess 

And sing the wonders of Thy grace : 
Thy power conveys our blessings down 
From God the Father and the Son. 

2 Enlightened by Thy heavenly ray. 
Our shades and darkness turn to day : 
Thine inward teachings make us know 
Our danger and our refuge too. 

3 The troubled conscience knows Thy 

voice, 
Thy cheering words awake our joys: 
Thy words allay the stormy wind, 
And calm the sunres of the mind. 



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1 When I survey the wondrous cross 
On which the Prince of glory died, 
My richest gain I count but loss, 
And pour contempt on all my pride. 

2 Forbid it, Lord, that I should boast, 
Save in the death of Christ, my God ; 
All the vain things that charm me most, 
I sacrifice them to His blood. 

3 See, from His head, His hands, His feet, 
Sorrow and love flow mingled down ! 
Did e'er such love and sorrow meet, 
Or thorns compose so rich a crown ? 

4 Were the whole realm of nature mine, 
That were a present far too small ; 
Love so amazing, so divine, 
Demands my soul, my life, my all ! 



74 



1 My dear Redeemer, and my Lord ! 
I read my duty in Thy word, 
But in Thy life the law appears, 
Drawn out in living characters. 

2 Such was Thy truth, and such Thy zeal, 
Such deference to Thy Father's will, 
Such love and meekness so divine, 

I would transcribe and make them mine. 

3 Cold mountains, and the midnight air, 
Witnessed the fervor of Thy prayer ; 
The desert Thy temptations knew, 
Thy conflict, and Thy victory too. 

4 Be Thou my pattern ; make me bear 
More of Thy gracious image here ; 
Then God, the Judge, shall own my 

name 
Among the followers of the Lamb. 



75 



1 Sun of my soul, Thou Saviour dear, 
It is not night if Thou be near ; 

O may no earth-born cloud arise 

To hide Thee from Thy servant's eyes. 

2 When the soft dews of kindly sleep 
My wearied eyelids gently steep, 

Be my last thought, how sweet to rest 
Forever on my Saviour's breast. 
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3 Abide with me from morn till eve, 
For without Thee I cannot live ; 
Abide with me when night is nigh, 
For without Thee I dare not die. 

4 Come near and bless us when we wake 
Ere through the world our way we take, 
Till in the ocean of Thy love 

We lose ourselves in heaven above. 



76 



1 I love, I love Thee, Lord most high ! 
Because Thou first hast loved me ; 

I seek no other liberty 

But that of being bound to Thee. 

2 May memory no thought suggest, 
But shall to Thy pure glory tend : 
My understanding find no rest, 
Except in Thee, its only end. 

3 All mine is Thine ; say but the word, 
Whate'er Thou wiliest shall be done ; 
I know Thy love, all-gracious Lord ; 
I know it seeks my good alone. 

4 Apart from Thee all things are naught ; 
Then grant, O my supremest Bliss, 
Grant me to love Thee as I ought ; 
Thou givest all in giving this. 



77 



1 Come, Holy Spirit, Dove divine, 
On these baptismal waters shine, 
And teach our hearts, in highest strain, 
To praise the Lamb, for sinners slain. 

2 We love Thy name, we love Thy laws, 
And joyfully embrace Thy cause; 

We love Thy cross, the shame, the pain, 
O Lamb of God, for sinners slain. 

3 We sink beneath Thy mystic flood ; 
O bathe us in Thy cleansing blood ; 
We die to sin, and seek a grave, 
With Thee, beneath the yielding wave. 

4 And as we rise, with Thee to live, 
O let the Holy Spirit give 

The sealing unction from above, 
The breath of life, the fire of love. 



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1 Asleep in Jesus ! blessed sleep 
From which none ever wakes to weep ! 
A calm and undisturbed repose, 
Unbroken by the last of foes ! 

2 Asleep in Jesus ! O how sweet 
To be for such a slumber meet ! 
With holy confidence to sing 

That death has lost his venomed sting ! 

3 Asleep in Jesus ! peaceful rest 
Whose waking is supremely blest ! 
No fear, no woe, shall dim that hour 
That manifests the Saviour's power. 

4 Asleep in Jesus ! O for me 
May such a blissful refuge be : 
Securely shall my ashes lie, 

And wait the summons from on high. 



79 



1 How blest the sacred tie that binds 
In union sweet according minds ; 
How swift the heavenly course they 

run 
Whose hearts, whose faith, whose hopes 
are one. 

2 To each the soul of each how dear ! 
What jealous love, what holy fear ! 
How doth the generous flame within 
Refine from earth and cleanse from sin ! 

3 Their streaming tears together flow 
For human guilt and mortal woe ; 
Their ardent prayers together rise 
Like mingling flames in sacrifice. 

4 Nor shall the flowing flame expire 
When nature droops her sickening fire ; 
Then shall they meet in realms above, 
A heaven of joy, a heaven of love. 



81 



80 



1 How sweet to leave the world awhile, 
And seek the presence of our Lord ! 
Dear Saviour ! on Thy people smile, 
And come according to Thy word. 

2 From busy scenes we now retreat, 
That we may here converse with Thee ; 
Ah Lord ! behold us at Thy feet ; 
Let this the " gate of heaven " be. 

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1 How blest the righteous when he dies, 
When sinks a weary soul to rest ! 
How mildly beam the closing eyes, 
How gently heaves the expiring breast ! 

2 So fades a summer cloud away ; 

So sinks the gale when storms are o'er ; 
So gently shuts the eye of day ; 
So dies a wave along the shore. 

3 A holy quiet reigns around, 

A calm which life nor death destroys ; 
Nothing disturbs that peace profound 
Which his unfettered soul enjoys. 

4 Life's labor done, as sinks the clay, 
Light from its load the spirit flies, 
While heaven and earth combine to say, 
How blest the righteous when he dies ! 



82 



1 Why should we start, and fear to die ? 
What timorous worms we mortals are ! 
Death is the gate of endless joy, 

And yet we dread to enter there. 

2 The pains, the groans, and dying strife, 
Fright our approaching souls away ; 
Still we shrink back again to life, 
Fond of our prison and our clay. 

3 O if my Lord would come and meet, 
My soul should stretch her wings in 

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Fly, fearless, through death's iron gate, 
Nor feel the terrors as she passed. 

4 Jesus can make a dying bed 
Feel soft as downy pillows are, 
While on His breast I lean my head, 
And breathe my life out sweetly there. 



83 



1 Dismiss us with Thy blessing, Lord ; 
Help us to feed upon Thy word ; 
All that has been amiss forgive, 
And let Thy truth within us live. 

2 Though we are guilty, Thou art good ; 
Wash all our works in Jesus' blood ; 
Give every burdened soul release, 
And bid us all depart in peace. 



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1 Show pity, Lord, O Lord, forgive ; 
Let a repenting rebel live ; 

Are not Thy mercies large and free ! 
May not a sinner trust in Thee ! 

2 My crimes are great, but don't surpass 
The power and glory of Thy grace ; 
Great God, Thy nature hath no bound, 
So let Thy pardoning love be found. 

3 O wash my soul from every sin, 

And make my guilty conscience clean ! 
Here on my heart the burden lies, 
And past offences pain mine eyes. 

4 My lips with shame my sins confess, 
Against Thy law, against Thy grace ; 
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5 Yet save a trembling sinner, Lord, 
Whose hope, still hovering round Thy 

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Some sure support against despair. 

85 

1 A broken heart, my God, my King, 
Is all the sacrifice I bring ; 

The God of grace will ne'er despise 
A broken heart for sacrifice. 

2 My soul lies humbled in the dust, 
And owns thy dreadful sentence just ; 
Look down, Lord, with pitying eye, 
And save the soul condemned to die. 

3 Create my nature pure within, 
And form my soul averse to sin , 
Let Thy good Spirit ne'er depart, 
Nor hide Thy presence from my heart. 

4 Then will I teach the world Thy ways ; 
Sinners shall learn Thy sovereign grace, 
I'll lead them to my Saviour's blood, 
And they shall praise a pard'ning God. 



86 



1 With broken heart and contrite sigh, 
A trembling sinner, Lord, I cry ; 
Thy pardoning grace is rich and free : 
O God, be merciful to me ! 



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With deep and conscious guilt 

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Can for a single sin atone ; 

To Calvary alone I flee : 
O God, be merciful to me ! 

4 And when, redeemed from sin and hell, 
With all the ransomed throng I dwell, 
My raptured song shall ever be, 

God has been merciful to me ! 



87 



1 Behold a Stranger at the door ! 

He gently knocks, has knocked before, 
Has waited long, is waiting still ; 
You treat no other friend so ill. 

2 O lovely attitude ! He stands 

With melting heart and loaded hands ! 
O matchless kindness ! and He shows 
This matchless kindness to his foes ! 

3 Rise,"touched with gratitude divine, 
Turn out His enemy and thine, 
That soul-destroying monster. Sin, 
And let the Heavenly Stranger in. 

4 Admit him, ere His anger burn ; 
His feet departed ne'er return ; 
Admit Him, or the hour 's at hand, 
When at His door denied you'll stand. 



88 



Psalm 69. 



1 Deep in our hearts let us record 
The deeper sorrows of our Lord, 
Behold, the rising billows roll 
To overwhelm His holy soul ! 

2 Yet, gracious God, Thy power and love 
Have made the curse a blessing prove ; 
The dreadful sufferings of Thy Son 
Atoned for sins which we had done. 

3 O for His sake our guilt forgive, 
And let the mourning sinner live ! 
The Lord will hear us in His name, 
Nor shall our hope be turned to shame. 



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1 'Tis midnight ; and on Olive's brow 
The star is dimmed that lately shone : 
'Tis midnight ; in the garden now 
The suffering Saviour prays alone. 

2 'Tis midnight ; and from all removed, 
Immanuel wrestles lone with fears ; 
E'en the disciple that He loved 
Heeds not His Master's grief and tears. 

3 'Tis midnight ; and for others' guilt 
The Man of sorrows weeps in blood ; 
Yet He who hath in anguish knelt 
Is not forsaken by His God. 

4 'Tis midnight ; and from ether-plains 
Is borne the song that angels know ; 
Unheard by mortals are the strains 
That sweetly soothe the Saviour's woe. 



90 



1 " 'T:s finished !" — so the Saviour cried, 
And meekly bowed His head, and died : 
" 'Tis finished !" — yes, the race is run, 
The battle fought, the victory won. 

2 'Tis finished ! — all that heaven foretold 
By prophets in the days of old ; 

And truths are opened to our view 
That kings and prophets never knew. 

3 'Tis finished !— Son of God, Thy power 
Hath triumphed in this awful hour ; 

. Knd yet our eyes with sorrow see 
That life to us was death to Thee. 

4 'Tis finished ! — let the joyful sound 
Be heard through all the nations 

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'Tis finished ! — let the triumph rise 
And swell the chorus of the skies. 



91 



1 That day of wrath ! that dreadful day 
When heaven and earth shall pass 

away ! 
What power shall be the sinner's stay ! 
How shall he meet that dreadful day, 

2 When, shivering like a parched scroll, 
The flaming heavens together roll ; 
When louder yet, and yet more dread, 
Swells the high trump that wakes the 

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Be Thou the trembling sinner's stay, 
Though heaven and earth shall pass 

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92 



1 The Lord will come ! the earth shall 

quake ; 
The hills their fixed seat forsake ; 
And, withering, from the vault of night 
The stars withdraw their feeble light. 

2 The Lord will come ! but not the same 
As once in lowly form He came, 

A silent Lamb to slaughter led, 

The bruised,the suffering, and the dead. 

3 The Lord will come ! a dreadful form, 
With wreath of flame, and robe of 

storm, 
On cherub wings, and wings of wind, 
Anointed Judge of human kind ! 

4 Can this be He, who wont to stray 
A pilgrim on the world's highway, 
By power oppressed, and mocked by 

pride, 
The Nazarene, the Crucified ! 

5 While sinners in despair shall call, 

" Rocks, hide us ! mountains, on us 

fall !" 
The saints, ascending from the tomb, 
Shall sing for joy, " The Lord is 

come !" 



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1 Make haste, O God, my soul to bless ! 
My help and my deliverer Thou; 
Make haste, for I'm in deep distress, 
My case is urgent ; help me now. 

2 Make haste, O God, make haste to save ! 
For time is short and death is nigh ; 
Make haste ere yet I'm in my grave, 
And with the lost forever lie. 

3 Make haste, for I am poor and low, 
And Satan mocks my prayers and tears ; 
O God, in mercy be not slow, 

But snatch me from my horrid fears. 

4 Make haste, O God, and hear my cries ; 
Then with the souls who seek Thy face, 
And those who Thy salvation prize, 
I'll magnify Thy matchless grace. 



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1 I'll praise my Maker with my breath ; 
And when my voice is lost in death, 
Praise shall employ my nobler powers ; 
My days of praise shall ne'er be past 
While life and thought and being last, 
Or immortality endures. 

2 Happy the man whose hopes rely 
On Israel's God ; He made the sky 
And earth and seas with all their train ; 
His truth forever stands secure, 

He saves theopprest, He feeds the poor, 
And none shall find His promise vain. 

3 He loves His saints, He knows them 

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Thy God, O Zion ! ever reigns ; 
Let every tongue, let every age, 
In this exalted work engage : 
Praise Him in everlasting strains. 

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Praise shall employ my nobler powers ; 
My days of praise shall ne'er be past 
While life and thought and being last, 
Or immortality endures. 



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1 Our Lord is risen from the dead ; 
Our Jesus is gone up on high ; 
The powers of hell are captive led, 
Dragged to the portals of the sky. 

2 There His triumphal chariot waits, 
And angels chant the solemn lay : 
Lift up your heads, ye heavenly gates ! 
Ye everlasting doors, give way ! 

3 Loose all your bars of massy light, 
And wide unfold the ethereal scene ; 
He claims those mansions as His right ; 
Receive the King of glory in. 

4 Who is the King of glory — who ? 
The Lord that all His foes o'ercame ; 
The world, sin, death, and hell o'er- 

threw ; 
And Jesus is the Conqueror's name. 



5 Lo, His triumphal chariot waits, 
And angels chant the solemn lay : 
Lift up your heads, ye heavenly gates ! 
Ye everlasting doors give way ! 

6 Who is the King of glory — who ? 
The Lord of glorious power possest, 
The King of saints and angels too, 
God over all, forever blest. 



96 



Psalm 96. 



1 Let all the earth their voices raise, 
To sing the choicest psalm of praise ; 
To sing and bless Jehovah's name : 
His glory let the heathen know ; 

His wonders to the nations show ; 
And all His saving works proclaim. 

2 He framed the globe, He built the sky, 
He made the shining worlds on high, v 
And reigns complete in glory there. 
His beams are majesty and light ; 

His beauties, how divinely bright ! 
His temple, how divinely fair ! 

3 Come the great day, the glorious hour, 
When earth shall feel His saving- 
power, 

And heathen nations fear His Name ! 
Then shall the race of man confess 
The beauty of His holiness, 
And in His courts His grace proclaim. 



97 



1 Thee we adore, eternal Lord ! 

We praise Thy name with one accord ; 
Thy saints, who here Thy goodness see ; 
Through all the worfd do worship 
Thee. 

2 To Thee aloud all angels cry, 

The heavens and all the powers on 

high; 
Thee, holy, holy, holy King, 
Lord God of hosts, they ever sing. 

3 The apostles join the glorious throng ; 
The prophets swell the immortal song ; 
The martyrs' noble army raise 
Eternal anthems to Thy praise. 

4 From day to day, Lord, do we 
Highly exalt and honor Thee ! 
Thy name we worship and adore, 
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1 The Lord my pasture shall prepare, 
And feed me with a shepherd's care ; 
His presence shall my wants supply, 
And guard me with a watchful eye ; 
My noonday walks He shall attend, 
And all my midnight hours defend. 

2 When in the sultry glebe I faint, 
Or on the thirsty mountain pant, 
To fertile vales and dewy meads 
My weary, wandering steps he leads, 
Where peaceful rivers, soft and slow, 
Amid the verdant landscape flow. 

3 Though in the paths of death I tread, 
With gloomy horrors overspread, 
My steadfast heart shall fear no ill, 
For Thou, O Lord, art with me still ; 
Thy friendly rod shall give me aid, 
And guide me through the dreadful 

shade. 



99 



1 Creator-Spirit, by whose aid 

The world's foundations first were laid, 
Come, visit every pious mind ; 
Come, pour Thy joys on human kind ; 
From sin and sorrow set us free, 
And make Thy temples worthy Thee. 

2 O Source of uncreated light ! 
The Father's promised Paraclete ! 
Thrice Holy Fount ! Thrice Holy Fire ! 
Our hearts with heavenly love inspire ! 
Come, and Thy sacred unction bring 
To sanctify us while we sing. 

3 Immortal honor, endless fame 
Attend the Almighty Father's name ! 
The Saviour-Son be glorified, 

Who for lost man's redemption died ! 
And equal adoration be, 
Eternal Paraclete, to Thee ! 



100 



1 Jesus, Thy boundless love to me 
No thought can reach, no tongue de- 
clare ; 
O knit my thankful heart to Thee, 
And reign without a rival there ; 
Thine wholly, Thine alone, I am, 
Be Thou alone my constant flame ! 



2 O Love, how cheering is Thy ray ! 
All pain before Thy presence flies ; 
Care, anguish, sorrow melt away 
Where'er Thy healing beams arise ; 
O Jesus, nothing may I see, 
Nothing desire or seek but Thee ! 

3 In suffering be Thy love my peace ; 
In weakness be Thy love my power ; 
And when the storms of life shall cease, 
Jesus, in that important hour, 

In death, as life, be Thou my Guide, 
And save me, Who for me hast died. 



101 



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Come, and in me delight to rest ; 
Grant the supplies that I require ; 
O come, and consecrate my breast , 
The temple of my soul prepare, 
And fix Thy sacred presence there. 



2 My peace, my life, my comfort Thou, 
My treasure and my all Thou art ; 
True Witness of my sonship now, 
Engraving Christ upon my heart, 
Seal of my sins in Him forgiven, 
Earnest of love, and pledge of heaven. 



102 



1 When gathering clouds around I view, 
And days are dark, and friends are few, 
On Him I lean who, not in vain, 
Experienced every human pain ; 

He sees my wants, allays my fears, 
And counts and treasures up my tears. 

2 If aught should tempt my soul to stray 
From heavenly virtue's narrow way ; 
To fly the good I would pursue, 

Or do the sin I would not do ; 

Still He, who felt temptation's power, 

Shall guard me in that dangerous hour. 

3 And, ! when I have safely past 
Through every conflict but the last, 
Still, still unchanging, watch beside 
My painful bed, for Thou hast died ! 
Then point to realms of cloudless day, 
And wipe my latest tear away. 



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1 Sweet Saviour, bless us ere we go ; 
Thy word into our minds instil ; 

And make our lukewarm hearts to glow 
With lowly love and fervent will. 
Through life's long day and death's 

dark night, 
O gentle Jesus, be our light. 

2 Grant us, dear Lord, from evil ways 
True absolution and release ; 

And bless us, more than in past days, 
With purity and inward peace. 
Through life's long day and death's 

dark night, 
O gentle Jesus, be our light. 

3 Do more than pardon ; give us joy, 
Sweet fear, and sober liberty, 
And simple hearts without alloy, 
That only long to be like Thee. 
Through life's long day and death's 

dark night, 
O gentle Jesus, be our light. 

4 For all we love, the poor, the sad, 
The sinful, unto Thee we call ; 

O let Thy mercy make us glad ! 
Thou art our Jesus, and our all. 
Through life's long day and death's 

dark night, 
O gentle Jesus, be our light. 



4 Jesus, of Thee shall be my song, 
To Thee my heart and soul belong ; 
All that I have or am is Thine, 
And Thou, blest Saviour, Thou art 
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1 Jesus, my Lord, my God, my All, 
Hear me, blest Saviour, when I call ; 
Hear me, and from Thy dwelling-place 
Pour down the riches of Thy grace. 
Jesus, my Lord, I Thee adore ; 

O make me love Thee more and more ! 

2 Jesus, too late I Thee have sought ; 
How can I love Thee as I ought ! 
And how extol Thy matchless fame, 
The glorious beauty of Thy Name ! 

3 Jesus, what didst Thou find in me 
That Thou hast dealt so lovingly ? 
How great the joy that Thou hast 

brought, 
So far exceeding hope or thought ! 



Like Israel's host to exile driven, 
Across the flood the fathers fled ; 
Their hands bore up the ark of heaven, 
And heaven their trusting footsteps led. 
Till on these savage shores they trod. 
And won the wilderness for God. 

Then, when their weary ark found rest, 
Another Zion proudly grew, 
In more than Judah's glory dressed, 
With light that Israel never knew : 
From sea to sea her empire spread, 
Her temple heaven, and Christ her 
Head. 



3 Then let the grateful church, to-day. 
Her ancient rite with gladness keep ; 
And still our fathers' God display 
His kindness, though the fathers sleep. 
O bless as thou hast blessed the past, 
While earth, and time, and heaven shall 



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106 



1 When streaming from the eastern skies, 
The morning light salutes mine eyes, 
O Sun of righteousness divine, 

On me with beams of mercy shine ; 
O chase the shades of guilt away. 
And turn my darkness into day. 

2 And when to heaven's all-glorious King 
My morning sacrifice I bring, 

And mourning o'er my guilt and shame. 
Ask mercy in my Saviour's name ; 
Then, Jesus, cleanse me with Thy blood. 
And be my Advocate with God. 

3 When each day's scenes and labors 

close, 
And wearied nature seeks repose, 
With pardoning mercy richly blest. 
Guard me, my Saviour, while I rest ; 
And as each morning's sun shall rise, 
O lead me onward to the skies ! 



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1 God in His earthly temples lays 
Foundations for His heavenly praise, 
He likes the tents of Jacob well ; 
But still in Zion loves to dwell. 

2 His mercy visits every house, 

That pays its night and morning vows ; 
But makes a more delightful stay, 
Where churches meet to praise and 
pray. 

3 "What glories were described of old ! 
What wonders are of Zion told ! 
Thou city of our God below, 

Thy fame shall Tyre and Egypt know. 

4 When God makes up His last account 
Of natives in His holy mount, 
'Twill be an honor to appear, 

As one new born and nourished there. 



108 



Psalm 68. [Ames.] 



1 Kingdoms and thrones to God belong ; 
Crown Him, ye nations, in your song : 
His wondrous names and powers re- 
hearse ; 

His honors shall enrich your verse. 

2 He shakes the heavens with loud alarms ; 
How terrible is God in arms ! 

In Israel are His mercies known, 
Israel is His peculiar throne. 

3 Proclaim Him King, pronounce Him 

blest ; 
He 's your defence, your joy, your rest ; 
When terrors rise, and nations faint, 
God is the strength of every saint. 



109 



[Retreat.] 



1 From every stormy wind that blows, 
From every swelling tide of woes, 
There is a calm, a sure retreat ; 

'Tis found beneath the mercy-seat. 

2 There is a place where Jesus sheds 
The oil of gladness on our heads, 

A place than all besides more sweet ; 
It is the blood-bought mercy-seat. 

3 There is a scene where spirits blend, 
Where friend holds fellowship with 

friend ; 
Though sundered far, by faith they meet 
Around one common mercy-seat. 



4 O let my hand forget her skill, 
My tongue be silent, cold, and still, 
This throbbing heart forget to beat, 
If I forget the mercy-seat ! 



110 



[Forest.] 



1 Jesus, my All, to Heaven is gone, 
He that I placed my hopes upon ; 
His track I see, and I'll pursue 
The narrow way till Him I view. 

2 This is the way I long have sought, 
And mourned because I found it not ; 
My grief, my burden, long have been 
Because I could not cease from sin. 

3 The more I strove against its power, 
I sinned and stumbled but the more ; 
Till late I heard my Saviour say, 

" Come hither, soul ! I am the Way !" 

4 Lo ! glad I come ; and Thou, dear 

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Shalt take me to Thee, as I am : 
Nothing but sin I Thee can give ; 
Yet help me, and Thy praise I'll live ! 



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1 Awake, my soul, in joyful lays, 

And sing thy great Redeemer's praise ; 
He justly claims a song from me : 
His loving-kindness, O how free ! 

2 He saw me ruined in the fall, 

Yet loved me notwithstanding all ; 
He saved me from my lost estate ; 
His loving-kindness, O how great ! 

3 When trouble, like a gloomy cloud, 
Has gathered thick and thundered 

loud, 
He near my soul has always stood : 
His loving-kindness, O how good ! 

4 Often I feel my sinful heart 
Prone from my Jesus to depart ; 
But though I have Him oft forgot, 
His loving-kindness changes not. 

5 Soon shall I pass the gloomy vale ; 
Soon all my mortal powers must fail ; 
O may my last expiring breath 

His loving-kindness sing in death ! 



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1 The Lord our God is full of might, 
The winds obey His will ; 

He speaks, and in His heavenly height 
The rolling sun stands still. 

2 Rebel, ye waves, and o'er the land 
With threatening aspect roar; 
The Lord uplifts His awful hand, 
And chains you to the shore. 

3 Ye winds of night, your force combine ; 
Without His high behest, 

Ye shall not in the mountain pine 
Disturb the sparrow's nest. 

4 His voice sublime is heard afar, 
In distant peals it dies ; 

He yokes the whirlwind to His car, 
And sweeps the howling skies. 

5 Ye nations, bend, in reverence bend , 
Ye monarchs, wait His nod, 

And bid the choral song ascend 
To celebrate your God. 



113 



Psalm 18. 

1 The Lord descended from above 
And bowed the heavens most high, 
And underneath His feet He cast 
The darkness of the sky. 

2 On cherub and on cherubim 
Full royally He rode, 

And on the wings of mighty winds 
Came flying all abroad. 

3 He sat serene upon the floods, 
Their fury to restrain ; 

And He, as sovereign Lord and King, 
For evermore shall reign. 

4 Give glory to His holy name, 
And honor Him alone ; 
Give worship to His majesty, 
Upon His holy throne. 



114 



1 Great God ! how infinite art Thou ! 
What worthless worms are we ! 

Let the whole race of creatures bow, 
And pay their praise to Thee. 

2 Thy throne eternal ages stood, 
Ere seas or stars were made ; 
Thou art the ever-living God, 
Were all the nations dead. 



3 Eternity, with all its years, 
Stands present in Thy view ; 

To Thee there's nothing old appears, 
Great God ! there's nothing n<ew. 

4 Our lives through various scenes are 

drawn, 
And vexed with trifling cares ; 
While Thine eternal thought moves on 
Thine undisturbed affairs. 



115 



1 God moves in a mysterious way 
His wonders to perform ; 

He plants His footsteps in the sea, 
And rides upon the storm. 

2 Deep in unfathomable mines 
Of never-failing skill, 

He treasures up His bright designs, 
And works His sovereign will. 

3 Ye fearful saints, fresh courage take 
The clouds ye so much dread 

Are big with mercy, and shall break 
In blessings on your head. 

4 Judge not the Lord by feeble sense, 
But trust Him for His grace ; 
Behind a frowning providence, 

He hides a smiling face. 



116 



1 Keep silence, all created things, 
And wait your Maker's nod ! 

My soul stands trembling while she 

sings 
The honors of her God. 

2 Life, death, and hell, and worlds un- 

known 
Hang on His firm decree ; 
He sits on no precarious throne, 
Nor borrows leave to be. 

3 Chained to His throne a volume lies, 
With all the fates of men ; 

With every angel's form and size, 
Drawn by the eternal pen. 

4 His providence unfolds the book, 
And makes His counsels shine ; 
Each opening leaf, and every stroke, 
Fulfils some deep design. 

5 In Thy fair book of life and grace, 
O may I find my name, 
Recorded in some humble place 
Beneath my Lord, the Lamb. 



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1 All hail the power of Jesus' Name ! 
Let | angels prostrate | fall ; 

Bring forth the royal diadem, 
And | crown Him | Lord of | all ! 

2 Crown Him, ye morning-stars of light 
Who | fixed this floating | ball ; 

Now hail the strength of Israel's might, 
And | crown Him | Lord of | all ! 

3 Crown Him, ye martyrs of our God, 
Who | from His altar | call ; 
Extol the stem of Jesse's rod, 
And | crown Him | Lord of | all ! 

4 Hail Him, ye heirs of David's line, 
Whom | David Lord did | call ; 
The God Incarnate, Man Divine, 
And | crown Him | Lord of | all ! 

5 Sinners, whose love can ne'er forget 
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And | crown Him | Lord of | all ! 

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To Him all majesty ascribe, 
And | crown Him | Lord of | all ! 



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1 Arise, ye people ! and adore, 
Exulting strike the chord ; 

Let all the earth, from shore to shore, 
Confess the Almighty Lord. 

2 Glad shouts aloud, wide echoing round, 
The ascending God proclaim ; 

The angelic choir respond the sound, 
And shake creation's frame. 

3 They sing of death and hell o'erthrown 
In that triumphant hour ; 

And God exalts His conquering Son 
To His right hand of power. 



119 



Psalm 45. 



1 Jesus, immortal King ! arise ; 
Rise and assert Thy sway ; 
Till earth, subdued, its tribute bring, 
And distant lands obey. 



2 Ride forth, victorious Conqueror, ride, 
Till all Thy foes submit ; 

And all the powers of hell resign 
Their trophies at Thy feet. 

3 Send forth Thy word, and let it fly 
This spacious earth around ; 

Till every soul beneath the sun 
Shall hear the joyful sound. 

4 From sea to sea, from shore to shore, 
May Jesus be adored ; 

And earth, with all her millions, shout 
Hosannas to the Lord. 



120 



1 This is the day the Lord hath made, 
He calls the hours His own ; 

Let heaven rejoice, let earth be glad, 
And praise surround the throne. 

2 To-day He rose and left the dead, 
And Satan's empire fell ; 

To-day the saints His triumph spread, 
And all His wonders tell. 

3 Hosanna to the anointed King, 
To David's holy Son : 

Help us, O Lord ! descend and bring 
Salvation from Thy throne. 



4 Hosanna, in the highest strains 
The church on earth can raise ; 
The highest heavens, in which 

reigns, 
Shall give Him nobler praise. 



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121 



1 The whole creation groans, and waits, 
Till we who love Thee, Lord, 

Shall stand within Thy temple gates, 
And shine, the sons of God. 

2 The sons of God, how bright they 

shine ! 
No mortal eye can see ; 
We sinners shall be made divine ; 
We shall be one with Thee. 

3 One with the Lord and all His saints, 
Thy nature in our own, 

Thy crown our rich inheritance, 
Heirs to Thy royal throne ! 



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Psalm 98. 



1 Joy to the world ! the Lord is come ! 
Let earth receive her King ; 

Let every heart prepare Him room, 
And heaven and nature sing. 

2 Joy to the world ! the Saviour reigns! 
Let men their songs employ ; 

While fields and floods, rocks, hills, 

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3 No more let sin and sorrow grow, 
Nor thorns infest the ground ; 

He comes to make His blessings flow 
Far as the curse is found. 

4 He rules the world with truth and 

grace, 
And makes the nations prove 
The glories of His righteousness, 
And wonders of His love. 



123 



Psalm 96. 



1 Sing to the Lord, ye distant lands, 
Ye tribes of every tongue ! . 

His rich display of grace demands 
A new and nobler song. 

2 Say to the nations, Jesus reigns, 
God's own almighty Son ; 

His power the sinking world sustains 
And grace surrounds His throne. 

3 Let heaven proclaim the joyful day, 
Joy through the earth be seen ; 
Let cities shine in bright array, 
And fields in cheerful green. 

4 Let an unusual joy surprise 
The islands of the sea ; 

Ye mountains sink, ye valleys rise, 
Prepare the Lord His way. 

5 Behold, He comes ! He comes to bless 
The nations as their God ; 

To show the world His righteousness, 
And send His truth abroad. 



124 



1 Lo, what a glorious sight appears 
To our believing eyes ! 
The earth and seas are passed away, 
And the old rolling skies. 



2 From the third heaven, where God re- 

sides, 
That holy, happy place, 
The New Jerusalem comes down, 
Adorned with shining grace. 

3 Attending angels shout for joy, 
And the bright armies sing, 

" Mortals, behold the sacred seat 
Of your descending King. 

4 " The God of glory, down to men, 
Removes His blest abode ; 

Men, the dear objects of His grace, 
And He their loving God." 

5 How long, dear Saviour, O how long 
Shall this bright hour delay ! 

Fly swifter round, ye wheels of time, 
And bring the welcome day. 



125 



1 Come, let us join our cheerful songs, 
With angels round the throne ; 

Ten thousand thousand are their 

tongues, 
But all their joys are one. 

2 "Worthy the Lamb that died," they 

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" To be'exalted thus !" 

" Worthy the Lamb," our lips reply, 

" For He was slain for us !" 

3 Jesus is worthy to receive 
Honor and power divine ; 

And blessings, more than we can give, 
Be, Lord, forever Thine. 

4 Let all who dwell above the sky, 
And air, and earth, and seas 
Conspire to lift Thy glories high, 
And speak Thine endless praise. 

5 The whole creation join in one, 
To bless the sacred name 

Of Him who sits upon the throne, 
And to adore the Lamb. 

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To Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, 
The God whom we adore ; 
Be glory, as it was, is now, 
And shall be evermore. 



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1 Come, let us join our friends above 
That have obtained the prize ; 
And on the eagle wings of love, 
To joys celestial rise. 

2 Let all the saints terrestrial sing 
With those to glory gone : 

For all the servants of our King, 
In heaven and earth, are one. 

3 One family, we dwell in Him, 
One church above, beneath, 
Though now divided by the stream, 
The narrow stream of death. 

4 One army of the living God, 
To His command we bow ; 

Part of His host have crossed the flood, 
And part are crossing now. 

5 His militant, embodied host, 
With wishful looks we stand, 
And long to see that happy coast, 
And reach the heavenly land. 



2 His name shall be the Prince of Peace, 
For evermore adored ; 

The Wonderful, the Counsellor, 
The great and mighty Lord ! 

3 His power, increasing, still shall spread ; 
His reign no end shall know ; 
Justice shall guard His throne above, 
And peace abound below. 

4 To us a Child of hope is born, 
To us a Son is given ; 

The Wonderful, the Counsellor, 
The mighty Lord of heaven. 



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127 



1 Awake, my soul ! stretch every nerve, 
And press with vigor on ; 

A heavenly race demands thy zeal, 
And an immortal crown. 

2 A cloud of witnesses around 
Hold thee in full survey ; 
Forget the steps already trod, 
And onward urge thy way. 

3 'Tis God's all-animating voice, 
That calls thee from on high ; 

'Tis His own hand presents the prize 
To thine aspiring eye. 

4 Blest Saviour, introduced by Thee, 
Have I my race begun ; 

And, crowned with victory, at Thy feet 
I'll lay my honors down. 



| 1 Salvation ! O the joyful sound! 
'Tis pleasure to our ears ; 
A sovereign balm for every wound, 
A cordial for our fears. 

2 Buried in sorrow and in sin, 
At hell's dark door we lay ; 
But we arise by grace divine 
To see a heavenly day. 

3 Salvation ! let the echo fly 
The spacious earth around; 
While all the armies of the sky 
Conspire to raise the sound. 



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128 



1 To us a Child of hope is born, 
To us a Son is given ; 
Him shall the tribes of earth obey, 
Him all the hosts of heaven. 



1 Light of the lonely pilgrim's heart, 
Star of the coming day ! 

Arise, and with Thy morning beams 
Chase all our griefs away ! 

2 Come, blessed Lord, let every shore 
And answering island sing 

The praises of Thy royal name, 
And own Thee as their King. 

3 Bid the whole earth, responsive now 
To the bright world above, 

Break forth in sweetest strains of joy, 
In memory of Thy love. 

4 Thine was the cross, with all its fruit3 
Of grace and peace divine ; 

Be Thine the crown of glory now, 
The palm of victory Thine ! 



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1 The eternal gates lift up their heads, 
The doors are opened wide ; 

The King of glory is gone up 
Unto His Father's side. 

2 Thou art gone in before us, Lord, 
Thou hast prepared a place, 

That we may be where now Thou art, 
And look upon Thy face. 

3 And ever on Thine earthly path 
A gleam of glory lies ; 

A light still breaks behind the cloud 
That veils Thee from our eyes. 

4 Lift up our thoughts, lift up our songs 
And let Thy grace be given, 

That, while we linger yet below, 
Our hearts may be in heaven : 



133 



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Dwell in us now, that we may dwell 
For evermore in Thee. 



132 



Psalm 27. 



1 The Lord of Glory is my light, 
And my salvation too ; 

God is my strength, nor will I fear 
What all my foes can do. 

2 One privilege my heart desires : 
O grant me an abode 

Among the churches of Thy saints, 
The temples of my God. 

3 There shall I offer my requests, 
And see Thy beauty still ; 
Shall hear thy messages of love, 
And there inquire Thy will. 

4 When troubles rise, and storms appear, 
There may His children hide ; 

God has a strong pavilion where 
He makes my soul abide. 

5 Now shall my head be lifted high 
Above my foes around, 

And songs of joy and victory 
Within Thy temple sound. 



1 Hark, the glad sound ! the Saviour 

comes, 
The Saviour promised long ; 
Let every heart prepare a throne, 
And every voice a song. 

2 He comes the prisoner to release, 
In Satan's bondage held ; 

The gates of brass before Him burst, 
The iron fetters yield. 

3 He comes, from thickest films of vice 
To clear the mental ray, 

And on the eyeballs of the blind 
To pour celestial day. 

4 He comes the broken heart to bind, 
The bleeding soul to cure, 

And with the treasures of His grace 
Enrich the humble poor. 

5 Our glad hosannas, Prince of Peace, 
Thy welcome shall proclaim, 

And heaven's eternal arches ring 
With Thy beloved name. 



134 



1 With joy we hail the sacred day, 
Which God has called His own; 
With joy the summons we obey 
To worship at His throne. 

2 Thy chosen temple, Lord, how fair ! 
Where willing votaries throng, 

To breathe the humble, fervent prayer, 
And pour the choral song. , 

3 Spirit of grace ! O deign to dwell 
Within Thy church below; 
Make her in holiness excel, 
With pure devotion glow. 

4 Let peace within her walls be found ; 
Let all her sons unite 

To spread, with grateful zeal, around 
Her clear and shining light. 

5 Great God ! we hail the sacred day, 
Which Thou hast called Thine own ; 
With joy the summons we obey 

To worship at Thy throne. 



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Psalm 89. 

1 My never-ceasing song shall show 
The mercies of the Lord ; 

And make succeeding ages know 
How faithful is His word. 

2 The sacred truths His lips pronounce 
Shall firm as heaven endure ; 

And if He speaks a promise once, 
Th' eternal grace is sure. 

3 How long the race of David held 
The promised Jewish throne ; 

But there 's a nobler covenant sealed 
To David's greater Son. 

4 Lord God of hosts! Thy wondrous 

ways 
Are sung by saints above ; 
And saints on earth their honors raise 
To Thine unchanging love. 



136 



1 O for a thousand tongues to sing 
My dear Redeemer's praise, 

The glories of my God and King, 
The triumphs of His grace ! 

2 My gracious Master and my God, 
Assist me to proclaim, 

To spread through all the earth abroad 
The honors of Thy name. 

3 Jesus ! the name that charms our fears, 
That bids our sorrows cease ; 

'Tis music in the sinner's ears, 
'Tis life, and health, and peace. 

4 He breaks the power of cancelled sin, 
He sets the prisoner free ; 

His blood can make the foulest clean, 
His blood avails for me. 



137 



Psalm 67. 



1 Shine on our land, Jehovah, shine 
With beams of heavenly grace ; 
Reveal Thy power through all our 

coasts, 
And show Thy smiling face. 

2 Here fix Thy throne exalted high, 
And here our glory stand ; 

And, like a wall of guardian fire, 
Surround Thy favorite land. 



3 When shall Thy name from shore to 

shore 
Sound all the earth abroad ; 
And distant nations know and love 
Their Saviour and their God ! 

4 Sing to the Lord, ye distant lands, 
Sing loud with solemn voice ; 

Let thankful tongues exalt His praise, 
And thankful hearts rejoice. 



138 



1 Give me the wings of faith to rise 
Within the veil, and see 

The saints above, how great their joys, 
How bright their glories be. 

2 I ask them whence their victory came ; 
They, with united breath, 

Ascribe their conquest to the Lamb, 
Their triumph to His death. 

3 They marked the footsteps that He trod, 
His zeal inspired their breast ; 

And, following their incarnate God, 
Possess the promised rest. 

4 Our glorious Leader claims our praise, 
For His own pattern given ; 

While the long cloud of witnesses 
Show the same path to heaven. 



139 



Psalm 132. 



1 Arise, O King of grace, arise, 
And enter to Thy rest ; 

Lo, Thy church waits, with longing 

eyes, 
Thus to be owned and blest ! 

2 Enter with all Thy glorious train, 
Thy Spirit and Thy word ; 

All that the ark did once contain, 
Could no such grace afford. 

3 Here let the Son of David reign, 
Let God's Anointed shine ; 

Justice and truth His court maintain, 
With love and power divine. 

4 Here let Him hold a lasting throne, 
And as His kingdom grows, 

Fresh honors shall adorn His crown, 
And shame confound His foes. 



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1 I've found the pearl of greatest price, 
My heart doth sing for joy ; 

And sing I must, for Christ is mine ! 
Christ shall my song employ. 

2 Christ is my prophet, priest, and king : 
My prophet full of light ; 

My great high -priest before the throne, 
My king of heavenly might. 

3 For He indeed is Lord of lords, 
And He the King of kings ; 
He is the Son of righteousness, 
With healing in His wings. 

4 Christ Jesus is my all in all, 
My comfort and my love ; 

My life below, and He shall be 
My joy and crown above. 



141 



1 The morning purples all the sky, 
The air with praises rings ; 
Defeated hell stands sullen by, 
The world exulting sings : 

2 While He, the King all strong to save, 
Rends the dark doors away ; 

And through the breaches of the grave 
Strides forth into the day. 

3 The shining angels cry, " Away 
With grief, no spices bring ; 

Not tears but songs, this joyful day, 
Should greet the rising King. 

4 That Thou our Paschal Lamb may'st be, 
And endless joy begin, 

Jesus, deliverer, set us free 
From the dread death of sin. 

5 Glory to God ! our glad lips cry ; 
All praise and worship be 

On earth, in heaven, to God most high, 
For Christ's great victory ! 



142 



Psalm 145. 



1 Long as I live I'll bless Thy name, 
My King ! my God of love ! 

My work and joy shall be the same 
In the bright world above. 

2 Great is the Lord, His power unknown, 
And let His praise be great ; 

I'll sing the honors of Thy throne, 
Thy works of grace repeat. 



3 Thy grace shall dwell upon my tongue 
And, while my lips rejoice, 

The men who hear my sacred song 
Shall join their cheerful voice. 

4 Fathers to sons shall teach Thy name, 
And children learn Thy ways ; 

Ages to come Thy truth proclaim, 
And nations sound Thy praise. 



143 



1 Come, ye that love the Saviour's name, 
And joy to make it known ; 

The Sovereign of your hearts proclaim, 
And bow before His throne. 

2 Behold your King, your Saviour crown- 

ed 
With glories all divine ! 
And tell the wond'ring nations round, 
How bright those glories shine. 

3 When in His earthly courts we view 
The glories of our King, 

We long to love as angels do, 
And wish, like them, to sing. 

4 O happy period ! glorious day ! 
When heav'n and earth shall raise, 
With all their pow'rs, th' enraptured 

lay, 
To celebrate Thy praise. 



144 



1 How happy every child of grace, 
Who knows his sins forgiven ; 
This earth, he cries, is not my place, 
I seek my place in heaven. 

2 A country far from mortal sight, 
Yet, O, by faith, I see ; 

The land of rest, the saint's delight, 
The heaven prepared for me. 

3 We feel the resurrection near, 
Our life in Christ concealed ; 

And with His glorious presence here, 
Our earthen vessels filled. 

4 O what a blessed hope is ours ! 
While here on earth we stay ; 

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Psalm 71. 



1 My Saviour, my Almighty Friend, 
When I begin Thy praise, 

Where will the growing numbers end, 
The numbers of Thy grace ! 

2 Thou art my everlasting trust, 
Thy goodness I adore ; 

And since I knew Thy graces first, 
I speak Thy glories more. 

3 My feet shall travel all the length 
Of the celestial road ; 

And marifli with courage in Thy 

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To see my Father, God. 

4 How will my lips rejoice to tell 
The victories of my King ! 

My soul, redeemed from sin and hell, 
Shall Thy salvation sing. 

5 Awake, awake, my tuneful powers ! 
With this delightful song 

I'll entertain the darkest hours, 
Nor think the season long. 



146 



Psalm 122. 



1 How did my heart rejoice to hear 
My friends devoutly say, 

" In Zion let us all appear, 
And keep the solemn day." 

2 I love her gates, I love the road ; 
The church, adorned with grace, 
Stands like a palace built for God, 
To show His milder face. 

3 Up to her courts, with joys unknown, 
The holy tribes repair ; 

The Son of David holds His throne 
And sits in judgment there. 

4 Peace be within this sacred place, 
And joy a constant guest ; 

With holy gifts and heavenly grace 
Be her attendants blest. 

5 My soul shall pray for Zion still, 
While life or breath remains ; 

Here my best friends, my kindred dwell, 
Here God my Saviour reigns. 



147 



Psalm 



1 Lord ! in the morning Thou shalt hear 
My voice ascending high ; 

To Thee will I direct my prayer, 
To Thee lift up mine eye : 

2 Up to the hills where Christ is gone 
To plead for all His saints, 
Presenting at His Father's throne 
Our songs and our complaints. 

3 Thou art a God before whose sight 
The wicked shall not stand ; 
Sinners shall ne'er be Thy delight, 
Nor dwell at Thy right hand. 

4 But to Thy house will I resort, 
To taste Thy mercies there ; 

I will frequent Thy holy court, 
And worship in Thy fear. 

5 O may Thy Spirit guide my feet 
In ways of righteousness, 

Make every path of duty straight 
And plain before my face. 



148 



Psalm 116. 



1 What shall I render to my God 
For all His kindness shown ? 
My feet shall visit Thine abode, 
My songs address Thy throne. 

2 Among the saints that fill Thy house, 
My offerings shall be paid ; 

There shall my zeal perform the vows 
My soul in anguish made. 

3 How much is mercy Thy delight, 
Thou ever blessed God ! 

How dear Thy servants in Thy sight, 
How precious is their blood ! 

4 How happy all Thy servants are, 
How great Thy grace to me ! 

My life, which Thou hast made Thy 

care, 
Lord, I devote to Thee. 

5 Now I am Thine, forever Thine, 
Nor shall my purpose move ; 

Thy hand hath loosed my bonds of pain. 
And bound me with Thy love. 



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Psalm 90. 



1 Our God, our help in ages past, 
Our hope for years to come, 

Our shelter from the stormy blast, 
And our eternal home : 

2 Beneath the shadow of Thy throne 
Thy saints have dwelt secure ; 
Sufficient is Thine arm alone, 
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3 Before the hills in order stood, 
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4 Our God ! our help in ages past, 
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Be Thou our guard while troubles last, 
And our eternal home. 



150 



Psalm 73. 



1 God ! my supporter and my hope, 
My help forever near, 

Thine arm of mercy held me up 
When sinking in despair. 

2 Thy counsels, Lord, shall guide my feet 
Through this dark wilderness; 

Thv hand conduct me near Thv seat, 
To dwell before Thy face. 

3 Were I in heaven without my God, 
'Twould be no joy to me ; 

And while this earth is my abode, 
I long for none but Thee. 

4 What if the springs of life were broke, 
And flesh and heart should faint : 
God is my souFs eternal rock, 

The strength of everv saint. 



151 



1 O Jesus, King most wonderful, 
Thou Conqueror renowned ! 
Thou sweetness most ineffable, 
In whom all joys are found ! 

2 O Jesus, light of all below ! 
Thou fount of life and fire ! 
Surpassing all the joys we know, 
All that we can desire ! 



3 May every heart confess Thy name. 
And ever Thee adore ; 

And seeking Thee, itself inflame 
To seek Thee more and more. 

4 Thee may our tongues forever bless 
Thee may we love alone ; 

And ever in our life express 
- The image of Thine own. 



152 



1 My God, how wonderful Thou art, 
Thy majesty how bright! 

How beautiful Thy mercy-seat 
In depths of burning light ! 

2 How dread are Thine eternal years, 
O everlasting Lord ! 

By prostrate spirits day and night 
Incessantly adored. 

3 How wonderful, how beautiful, 
The sight of Thee must be. 

Thine endless wisdom, boundless power, 
And awful purity ! 

4 Father of Jesus, love's reward, 
What rapture will it be, 
Prostrate before Thy throne to lie, 
And ever gaze on Thee ! 



153 



Psalm 121. 



1 To Zion's hill I lift mine eyes, 
From thence expecting aid: 
From Zion's hill, and Zioms God 
Who heaven and earth has made. 

2 Thou, then, my soul, in safety rest ; 
Thy Guardian will not sleep ; 

His watchful care that Israel guards, 
Will thee in safety keep. 

3 Sheltered beneath the Almighty's 

wings, 
Thou shalt securely rest. 
Where neither sun nor moon shall thee 
By day or night molest. 

4 At home, abroad, in peace, in war, 
Thy God shall thee defend. 
Conduct thee through life's pilgrimage 
Safe to thy journey's end. 



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1 I'm not ashamed to own my Lord, 
Or to defend His cause ; 
Maintain the honor of His word, 
The glory of His cross. 

2 Jesus, my God, I know His Name, 
His Name is all my trust ; 

Nor will He put my soul to shame, 
Nor let my hope be lost. 



3 Stay with us. Lord, and with Thy light 
Illume the soul's abyss ; 

Scatter the darkness of our night. 
And fill the world with bliss. 

4 O Jesus, King of earth and heaven, 
Our life and joy, to Thee 

Be honor, thanks, and blessing given, 
Through all eternity. 



157 



3 Firm as His throne His promise stands, 1 Am I a soldier of the cross 



And He can well secure 

What I've committed to His hands, 

Till the decisive hour. 



A follower of the Lamb, 

And shall I fear to own His cause, 

Or blush to speak His name ! 



4 Then will He own my worthless name, \ 2 Are there no foes for me to face ? 



Before His Father's face, 
And, in the New Jerusalem, 
Appoint my soul a place. 



155 



1 A glory gilds the sacred page, 
Majestic like the sun ; 

It gives a light to every age ; 
It gives, but borrows none. 

2 The hand that gave it still supplies 
The gracious light and heat ; 

His truths upon the nations rise ; 
They rise, but never set. 

3 Let everlasting thanks be Thine, 
For such a bright display, 

As makes a world of darkness shine 
With beams of heavenly day. 

4 My soul rejoices to pursue 
The steps of Him I love, 

Till glory break upon my view 
In brighter worlds above. 



156 



1 O Jesus, Thou the beauty art 
Of angel-worlds above ; 

Thy name is music to the heart, 
Enchanting it with love. 

2 O Jesus, Saviour, hear the sighs 
Which unto Thee I send ; 

To Thee my inmost spirit cries, 
My being's hope and end. 



Must I not stem the flood ? 

Is this vile world a friend to grace 

To help me on to God ? 

3 Sure I must fight, if I would reign ; 
Increase my courage, Lord ; 

I'll bear the toil, endure the pain, 
Supported by Thy word. 

4 Thy saints, in all this glorious war, 
Shall conquer, though they die ; 
They see the triumph from afar, 
And seize it with their eye. 

5 When that illustrious day shall rise, 
And all Thine armies shine, 

In robes of victory through the skies 
The glory shall be Thine. 



158 



1 Ix all my Lord's appointed ways 
My journey I'll pursue ; 

Hinder me not, ye much-loved saints, 
For I must go with you. 

2 Through floods and flames, if Jesus 

lead, 
I'll follow where He goes ; 
Hinder me not ! shall be my cry, 
Though earth and hell oppose. 

3 Through duty and through trials too, 
I'll go at His command ; 

Hinder me not, for I am bound 
To my Immanuel's land. 



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159 



1 There is a land of pure delight, 
Where saints immortal reign, 
Infinite day excludes the night, 
And pleasures banish pain. 

2 There everlasting spring abides, 
And never- withering flowers ; 
Death, like a narrow sea, divides 
This heavenly land from ours. 

3 Sweet fields, beyond the swelling flood, 
Stand dressed in living green ; 

So to the Jews old Canaan stood, 
While Jordan rolled between. 

4 O could we make our doubts remove, 
Those gloomy doubts that rise, 
And see the Canaan that we love 
With unbeclouded eyes : 

5 Could we but climb where Moses stood, 
And view the landscape o'er, 

Not Jordan's stream, nor death's cold 

flood, 
Should fright us from the shore. 



160 



1 O mother dear, Jerusalem, 
When shall I come to thee ! 

When shall my sorrows have an end, 
Thy joys when shall I see ! 

2 O happy harbor of God's saints ! 
O sweet and pleasant soil ! 

In thee no sorrow can be found, 
Nor grief, nor care, nor toil. 

3 Right through thy streets, with pleasing 

sound 
The flood of life doth flow, 
And on the banks, on either side, 
The trees of life do grow : 

4 Those trees each month yield ripened 

fruit, 
For evermore they spring ; 
And all the nations of the earth 
To thee their honors bring. 

5 No dimming cloud o'ershadows thee, 
Nor gloom, nor darksome night ; 
But every soul shines as the sun, 
For God Himself gives light. 



6 O mother dear, Jerusalem ! 
When shall I come to thee ! 
When shall my sorrows have an end ! 
Thy joys when shall I see ! 



161 



1 Jerusalem, my happy home, 
Name ever dear to me ! 

When shall my labors have an end 
In joy and peace in thee ! 

2 When shall these eyes thy heaven-built 

walls 
And pearly gates behold ! 
Thy bulwarks with salvation strong, 
And streets of shining gold ! 

3 O when, thou city of my God, 
Shall I thy courts ascend, 

Where congregations ne'er break up, 
And Sabbaths have no end ! 

4 There happier bowers than Eden's 

bloom, 
Nor sin nor sorrow know : 
Blest seats ! through rude and stormy 

scenes, 
I onward press to you. 

5 Jerusalem, my happy home ! 
My soul still pants for thee ; 
Then shall my labors have an end, 
When I thy joys shall see. 



162 



1 When I can read my title clear 
To mansions in the skies, 

I bid farewell to every fear, 
And wipe my weeping eyes. 

2 Should earth against my soul engage, 
And hellish darts be hurled, 

Then I can smile at Satan's rage, 
And face a frowning world. 

3 Let cares like a wild deluge come, 
And storms of sorrow fall, 

May I but safely reach my home, 
My God, my heaven, my all ! 

4 There shall I bathe my weary soul 
In seas of heavenly rest, 

And not a wave of trouble roll 
Across my peaceful breast. 



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1 While shepherds watched their flocks 

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All seated on the ground, 
The angel of the Lord came down, 
And glory shone around. 

2 " Fear not," said he — for mighty dread 
Had seized their troubled mind — 

" Glad tidings of great joy I bring 
To you and all mankind. 

3 " To you, in David's town, this day, 
Is born of David's line, 

The Saviour who is Christ, the Lord ; 
And this shall be the sign : 



165 



1 It came upon the midnight clear, 
That glorious song of old, 

From angels bending near the earth 
To touch their harps of gold : 

2 '"Peace to the earth, good-will to man, 
From heaven's all-gracious King :" 
The earth in solemn stillness lay, 

To hear the angels sin 2:. 



3 Still through the cloven skies they come, 
With peaceful wings unfurled ; 
And still celestial music floats 
O'er all the weary world. 



4 The heavenly Babe you there shall find 4 Above its sad and lowly plains 
To human view displayed, I They bend on } ie avenlv wing, 

All meanly wrapped m swathing bands, And ever o'er its Babel sounds, 
And in a manger laid." The blessed angels sing. 



5 Thus spake the seraph ; and forthwith 
Appeared a shining throng 
Of angels, praising God, who thus 
Addressed their joyful song: 



6 "All glory be to God on high, 
And to the earth be peace ; 
Good-will henceforth from Heaven 

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164 



1 My God, the spring of all my joys, 
The life of my delights, 

The glory of my brightest days, 
And comfort of my nights ! 

2 In darkest shades if He appear, 
My dawning is begun ; 

He is my soul's sweet morning star, 
And He mv rising sun. 



For lo, the days are hastening on, 
By prophet-bards foretold, 
When with the ever-circling years 
Comes round the age of gold, 

When peace shall over all the earth 
Its final splendors fling, 
And the whole world send back the son* 
Which now the angels sing. 



166 



1 On Jordan's stormy banks I stand, 
And cast a wishful eye 

To Canaan's fair and happy land, 
Where my possessions lie. 

2 O the transporting, rapturous scene 
That rises to my sight ! 

Sweet fields arrayed in living green, 
And rivers of delight ! 



3 The opening heavens around me shine 3 All o'er those wide extended plains 
With beams of sacred bliss, Shines one eternal day ; 



While Jesus shows His heart is mine, 
And whispers, I am His. 

4 My soul would leave this heavy clay, 
At that transporting word ; 
Run up with joy the shining way, 
To embrace my dearest Lord. 



There God, the Son, forever reigns, 
And scatters night away. 

4 When shall I reach that happy place, 
And be forever blest ! 
When shall I see my Father's face, 
And in His bosom rest ! 



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1 Jesus, the very thought of Thee 
With sweetness fills the breast ; 
But sweeter far Thy face to see. 
And in Thy presence rest. 

2 Nor voice can sing, nor heart can frame, 
Nor can the memory find 

A sweeter sound than Thy blest name, 
O Saviour of mankind ! 

8 O hope of every contrite heart ! 
O joy of all the meek ! 
To those who fall, how kind Thou art, 
How good to those who seek ! 

4 But what to those who find ? Ah ! this 
Nor tongue nor pen can show ; 

The love of Jesus, what it is, 
None but His loved ones know. 

5 Jesus, our only joy be Thou, 
As Thou our prize wilt be ; 
Jesus, be Thou our glory now, 
And through eternity ! 

168 

1 As pants the hart for cooling streams, 
When heated in the chase, 

So longs my soul, O God, for Thee, 
And Thy refreshing grace. 

2 For Thee, my God, the living God, 
My thirsty soul doth pine ; 

O when shall I behold Thy face, 
Thou Majesty Divine ! 

3 Why restless, why cast down, my soul ? 
Trust God who will employ 

His aid for thee, and change these sighs 
To thankful hymns of joy. 

4 I sigh to think of happier days, 
When Thou, O Lord, wast nigh ; 
When every heart was tuned to praise, 
And none more blest than I. 

5 Why restless, why cast down, my soul ? 
Hope still, and thou shalt sing 

The praise of Him who is thy God, 
Thy health's eternal spring. 



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169 



1 Jesus, these eyes have never seen 
That radiant form of Thine ; 

The veil of sense hangs dark between 
Thy blessed face and mine. 

2 I see Thee not, I hear Thee not, 
Yet art Thou oft with me ; 

And earth hath ne'er so dear a spot, 
As where I meet with Thee. 

3 Like some bright dream that comes 

unsought 
When slumbers o'er me roll, 
Thine image ever fills my thought, 
And charms my ravished soul. 

4 Yet though I have not seen, and still 
Must rest in faith alone, 

I love Thee, dearest Lord, and will, 
Unseen but not Unknown. 

5 When death these mortal eyes shall seal 
And still this throbbing heart, 

The rending veil shall Thee reveal, 
All glorious as Thou art ! 



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Whom I unseen adore, 

Unveil Thy beauties to my sight, 
That I may love Thee more. 

2 Thy glory o'er creation shines ; 
But in Thy sacred word 

I read in fairer, brighter lines, 
My bleeding, dying Lord. 



3 'Tis here, whene'er my comforts droop, 
And sin and sorrow rise, 

Thy love with cheerful beams of hope 
My fainting breast supplies. 

4 Jesus, my Lord, my life, my light, 
O come with blissful ray ; 

Break radiant through the shades o* 

night, 
And chase my fears away ! 

5 Then shall my soul with rapture trace 
The wonders of Thy love ; 

But the full glories of Thy face 
Are only known above. 



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171 



1 How sweet the name of Jesus sounds 
In a believer's ear ! 

It soothes his sorrows, heals his wounds, 
And drives away his fear. 

2 It makes the wounded spirit whole, 
And calms the troubled breast ; 
'Tis manna to the hungry soul, 
And to the weary rest. 

3 By Thee, my prayers acceptance gain, 
Although with sin defiled ; 

Satan accuses me in vain, 
And I am owned a child. 

4 "Weak is the effort of my heart, 
And cold my warmest thought ; 
But when I see Thee as Thou art, 
I'll praise Thee as I ought. 

5 Till then I would Thy love proclaim 
"With every fleeting breath ; 

And may the music of Thy name 
Refresh mv soul in death. 



172 



1 The Saviour ! O what endless charms 
Dwell in the blissful sound ! 

Its influence every fear disarms, 
And spreads sweet comfort round. 

2 The Almighty Former of the skies 
Stooped to our vile abode, 

While angels viewed with wandering 

eyes 
And hailed the incarnate God. 

3 O the rich depths of love divine ! 
Of bliss a boundless store ! 

Dear Saviour, let me call Thee mine, 
I cannot wish for more ! 

4 On Thee alone my hope relies, 
Beneath Thy cross I fall ; 

My Lord, my life, my sacrifice, 
My Saviour, and my all ! 

173 

1 Majestic sweetness sits enthroned 
Upon the Saviour's brow ; 
His head with radiant glories crowned, 
His lips with grace o'erflow. 



2 To Him I owe my life and breath. 
And all the joys I have ; 

He makes me triumph over death, 
He saves me from the grave. 

3 To heaven, the place of His abode. 
He brings my weary feet, 

Shows me the glories of my God, 
And makes my joy complete. 

4 Since from His bounty I receive 
. Such proofs of love divine, 

Had I a thousand hearts to give, 
Lord, they should all be Thine. 



174 



1 "With joy we meditate the grace 
Of our High-Priest above ; 

His heart is made of tenderness. 
His bosom glows with love. 

2 Touched with a sympathy within. 
He knows our feeble frame ; 

He knows what sore temptations mean. 
For He hath felt the same. 

3 He, in the days of feeble flesh, 
Poured out His cries and tears ; 
And in His measure feels afresh 
"What every member bears. 

4 Then let our humble faith address 
His mercy and His power ; 

"We shall obtain delivering grace 
In the distressing hour. 



175 



1 God of the sunlight hours, how sad 
Would evening shadows be, 

Or night, in deeper sable clad, 
If aught were dark to Thee ! 

2 How mournfully that golden gleam 
"Would touch the thoughtful heart. 
If, with its soft, retiring beam, 

"We saw Thy love depart. 

3 But though the gathering gloom may 

hide 
Those gentle rays awhile, 
Yet they who in Thy house abide 
Shall ever share Thy smile. 

4 Then let creation's volume close, 
Though every page be bright ; 
On Thine, still open, we repose 
"With more intense delight. 



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176 



There is an hour of peaceful rest 
To mourning wanderers given ; 
There is a joy for souls distrest 
A balm for every wounded breast, — 
'Tis found above in heaven. 

There is a home for weary souls, 

By sin and sorrow driven, 

When tossed on life's tempestuous 

shoals, 
Where storms arise and ocean rolls, 
And all is drear but heaven. 

There fragrant flowers immortal bloom, 
And joys supreme are given ; 
There rays divine disperse the gloom ; 
Beyond the confines of the tomb 
Appears the dawn of heaven. 



177 



1 Come, Holy Spirit, heavenly Dove, 
With all Thy quickening powers, 
Kindle a flame of sacred love 

In these cold hearts of ours. 

2 In vain we tune our formal songs, 
In vain we strive to rise ; 
Hosannas languish on our tongues, 
And our devotion dies. 

3 Dear Lord, and shall we ever live 
At this poor, dying rate ! 

Our love so faint, so cold to Thee, 
And Thine to us so great ! 

4 Come, Holy Spirit, heavenly Dove, 
With all Thy quickening powers ! 
Come, shed abroad a Saviour's love, 
And that shall kindle ours. 



178 



1 O for a closer walk with God, 
A calm and heavenly frame, 

A light to shine upon the road 
That leads me to the Lamb ! 

2 Return, O holy Dove, return, 
Sweet messenger of rest ! 

I hate the sins that made Thee mourn, 
And drove Thee from my breast. 

3 The dearest idol I have known, 
Whate'er that idol be, 

Help me to tear it from Thy throne, 
And worship only Thee. 



4 So shall my walk be close with God, 
Calm and serene my frame ; 
So purer light shall mark the road 
That leads me to the Lamb. 



179 



day 



1 1 love to steal awhile away 
From every cumbering care, 
And spend the hours of setting 
In humble, grateful prayer. 

2 I love, in solitude, to shed 
The penitential tear ; 

And all His promises to plead 
Where none but God is near. 



3 I love to think on mercies past, 
And future good implore ; 
And all my cares and sorrows cast 
On Him whom I adore. 



4 I love, by faith, to take a view 
Of brighter scenes in heaven ; 

The prospect doth my strength* renew, 
While here by tempests driven. 

5 Thus, when life's toilsome day is o'er, 
May its departing ray 

Be calm as this impressive hour, 
And lead to endless day. 



180 



1 Prater is the soul's sincere desire, 
Uttered or unexpressed ; 

The motion of a hidden fire 
That trembles in the breast. 

2 Prayer is the burden of a sigh, 
The falling of a tear, 

The upward glancing of an eye 
When none but God is near. 

3 Prayer is the simplest form of speech 
That infant lips can try ; 

Prayer the sublimest strains that reach 
The Majesty on high. 

4 Prayer is the Christian's vital breath, 
The* Christian's native air, 

His watchword at the gates of death ; 
He enters heaven with prayer. 



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1 There is a fountain filled with blood 
Drawn from Immanuel's veins ; 

And sinners, plunged beneath that 

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Lose all their guilty stains. 

2 The dying thief rejoiced to see 
That fountain in his day ; 

And there may I, though vile as he, 
"Wash all my sins away. 

3 Dear dying Lamb ! Thy precious blood 
Shall never lose its power, 

Till all the ransomed church of God 
Be saved, to sin no more. 

4 E'er since, by faith, I saw the stream 
Thy flowing wounds supply, 
Redeeming love has been mv theme, 
And Bhall be till I die. 

5 Then in a nobler, sweeter song, 
Til sing Thy power to save, 

When this poor lisping, stammering 

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182 



1 And did the Holy and the Just, 
The Sovereign of the skies, 

Stoop down to wretchedness and dust, 
That guilty man might rise ! 

2 He took the dying sinner's place. 
And suffered in his stead ; 

For man, O miracle of grace ! 
For man the Saviour bled. 

3 Dear Lord, what heavenly wonders 

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In Thine atoning blood ! 
By this are sinners saved from hell. 
And rebels brought to God. 

4 Jesus, my soul adoring, bends 
To love so full, so free; 

And may I hope that love extends 
Its sacred power to me ! 

5 What glad return can I impart 
For favors so divine ? 

O take my all, this worthless heart, 
And make it only Thine ! 



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1 Meekly in Jordan's holy stream 
The great Redeemer bowed ; 
Bright was the glory's sacred beam 
That hushed the wondering crowd. 

2 Thus God descended to approve 
The deed that Christ had done ; 
Thus came the emblematic Dove, 
And hovered o'er the Son. 

3 So, blessed Spirit, come to-day 
To our baptismal scene ; 

Let thoughts of earth be far away. 
And every mind serene. 

4 This day we give to holy joy ; 
This day to heaven belongs ; 
Raised to new life, we will employ 
In melodv our tongues. 



184 



1 See Israel's gentle Shepherd stand, 
With all-engaging charms ; 

Hark ! how He calls the tender lambs. 
And folds them in His arms. 

2 " Permit them to approach,'' He cries, 
" Nor scorn their humb'.e name ; 

For 'twas to bless such souls as these 
The Lord of angels came." 

3 We bring them, Lord, in thankful hands, 
And yield them up to Thee, 

Joyful that we ourselves are Thine — 
Thine let our offspring be. 



185 



1 what amazing words of grace 
Are in the gospel found ! 
Suited to every sinner's case. 
Who hears the joyful sound. 

2 Come, then, with all your wants and 

wounds; 
Tour every burden bring ; 
Here love, unchanging love, abounds. 
A deep, celestial spring. 

3 Whoever wills — O gracious word !— 
Shall of this stream partake; 

Come, thirsty souls, and bless the Lord, 
And drink, for Jesus' sake. 



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186 



1 Amazing grace ! how sweet the sound 
That saved a wretch like me ! 

I once was lost, but now am found ; 
"Was blind, but now I see. 

2 'Twas grace that taught my heart to 

fear, 
And grace my fears relieved ; 
How precious did that grace appear 
The hour I first believed ! 

3 Through many dangers, toils, and 

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I have already come ; 
'Tis grace has brought me safe thus 

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And grace will lead me home. 

4 The earth shall soon dissolve like snow, 
The sun forbear to shine ; 

But God who called me here below, 
Will be forever mine. 



187 



1 Alas ! and did my Saviour bleed, 
And did my Sovereign die ! 
Would He devote that sacred head 
For such a worm as I ! 

2 Was it for crimes that I had done 
He groaned upon the tree ! 
Amazing pity ! grace unknown ! 
And love beyond degree ! 

3 Well might the sun in darkness hide, 
And shut His glories in, 

When God, the mighty Maker, died 
For man, the creature's sin. 

4 Thus might I hide my blushing face 
While His dear cross appears : 
Dissolve, my heart, in thankfulness ! 
And melt, mine eyes, to tears ! 

5 But drops of grief can ne'er repay 
The debt of love I owe ; 

Here, Lord, I give myself away, 
'Tis all that I can do. 



188 



1 If human kindness meets return, 
And owns the grateful tie ; 
If tender thoughts within us burn 
To feel a friend is nigh : 



2 O shall not warmer accents tell 
The gratitude we owe 

To Him who died our fears to quell, 
Our more than orphan's woe ! 

3 While yet His anguished soul surveyed 
Those pangs He would not flee, 
What love His latest words displayed : 
" Meet and remember me !" 

4 Remember Thee! Thy death, Thy 

shame, 
Our sinful hearts to share ! 
O memory, leave no other name 
But His recorded there ! 



189 



1 Jesus, Thou art the sinner's Friend ; 
As such I look to Thee ; 

Now in the fulness of Thy love, 

Lord, remember me. 

2 Remember Thy pure word of grace, 
Remember Calvary ; 

Remember all Thy dying groans, 
And then remember me. 

3 Lord, I am guilty, I am vile, 
But Thy salvation 's free ; 

Then in Thine all-abounding grace, 
Dear Lord, remember me. 

4 And, when I close my eyes in death, 
When creature-helps all flee, 

Then, O my dear Redeemer-God, 

1 pray, remember me. 



190 



1 O Thou, whose tender mercy hears 
Contrition's humble sigh ; 

Whose hand, indulgent, wipes the tears 
From sorrow's weeping eye; 

2 See, low before Thy throne of grace, 
A wretched wanderer mourn ; 

Hast Thou not bid me seek Thy face ! 
Hast Thou not said, " Return' 1 ! 

3 O shine on this benighted heart ! 
With beams of mercy shine ! 
And let Thy healing voice impart 
A taste of joys divine. 



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191 



t O could our thoughts and wishes fly- 
Above these gloomy shades, 
To those bright worlds beyond the sky, 
"Which sorrow ne'er invades! 

2 There joys unseen by mortal eyes, 
Or reason's feeble ray. 

In ever-blooming prospects rise, 
Unconscious of decay. 

3 Lord ! send a beam of light divine, 
To guide our upward aim ! 

With one reviving touch of Thine, 
Our languid hearts inflame! 

4 O then, on faith's sublimest wing, 
Our ardent hope shall rise 

To those bright scenes, where pleasures 

spring, 
Immortal, in the skies. 



192 



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1 Through all the changing scenes of 

life, 
In trouble and in joy, 
The praises of my God shall still 
My heart and tongue employ. 

2 The hosts of God encamp around 
The dwellings of the just ; 
Deliverance He affords to all 
Who on His succor trust. 

3 O make but trial of His love ! 
Experience will decide 

How blest are they, and only they, 
Who in His truth confide. 

4 Fear Him, ye saints, and you will ihen 
Have nothing else to fear ; 

Make you His service your delight; 
He'll make vour wants His care. 



193 



Psalm 119. 



1 O how I love Thy holy law ! 
'Tis daily my delight : 

And thence my meditations draw 
Divine advice by night. 

2 My waking eyes prevent the day 
To meditate Thy word ; 

My soul with longing melts away 
To hear Thy gospel, Lord. 



I 3 How doth Thy word my heart engage, 
How well employ my tongue, 
And in my tiresome pilgrimage 
Yield me a heavenly song ! 

4 When nature sinks, and spirits droop, 
Thy promises of grace 
Are pillars to support my hope, 
And there I write Thy praise. 



194 



1 O for a heart to praise my God, 
A heart from sin set free, 

A heart that always feels Thy blood, 
So freely spilt for me ! 

2 A heart resigned, submissive, meek, 
My great Redeemer's throne ; 
Where only Christ is heard to speak, 
Where Jesus reigns alone ! 

3 A heart in every thought renewed, 
And full of love divine ; 

Perfect, and right, and pure, and good, 
A copy, Lord, of Thine ! 

4 Thy nature, gracious Lord, impart ; 
Come quickly from above ; 

Write Thy new name upon my heart, 
Thy new, best name of Love. 



195 



1 How precious is the book divine, 
By inspiration given ! 

Bright as a lamp its doctrines shine 
To guide our souls to heaven. 

2 O'er all the strait and narrow way 
Its radiant beams are cast ; 

A light whose never-weary ray 
Grows brightest at the last. 

3 It sweetly cheers our drooping hearts, 
In this dark vale of tears ; 

Life, light, and joy it still imparts, 
And quells our rising fears. 

4 This lamp through all the tedious 

night 
Of life shall guide our way. 
Till we behold the clearer light 
Of an eternal day. 



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1 Father, whate'er of earthly bliss 
Thy sovereign will denies, 
Accepted at Thy throne of grace, 
Let this petition rise : 

2 Give me a calm, a thankful heart, 
From every murmur free ; 

The blessings of Thy grace impart, 
And let me live to Thee. 

3 Let the sweet hope that Thou art mine 
My life and death attend ; 

Thy presence through my journey shine, 
And crown my journey's end. 



197 



1 Lord, when we bend before Thy throne 
And our confessions pour, 

Teach us to feel the sins we own, 
And hate what we deplore. 

2 Our broken spirit pitying see ; 
True penitence impart ; 

Then let a kindling glance from Thee 
Beam hope upon the heart. 

3 "When we disclose our wants in prayer, 
May we our wills resign ; 

And not a thought our bosoms share, 
Which is not wholly Thine. 

4 May faith each weak petition fill, 
And waft it to the skies, 

And teach our hearts 'tis goodness still 
That grants it or denies. 



198 



1 Thou art the Way ; to Thee alone 
From sin and death we flee ; 

And he who would the Father seek, 
Must seek Him, Lord, by Thee. 

2 Thou art the Truth ; Thy word alone 
True wisdom can impart ; 

Thou only canst inform the mind 
And purify the heart. 

3 Thou art the Life ; the rending tomb 
Proclaims Thy conquering arm, 

And those who put their trust in Thee 
Xor death nor hell shall harm. 



4 Thou art the Way, the Truth, the Life- 
Grant us that Way to know, 
That Truth to keep, that Life to win 
Whose joys eternal flow. 



199 



1 Jesus, at whose supreme command, 
We now approach to God, 
Before us in Thy vesture stand, 
Thy vesture dipped in blood. 

2 Obedient to Thy gracious word, 
We break the hallowed bread, 
Commemorate our dying Lord, 
And trust on Thee to feed. 

3 The cup of blessing, blest by Thee, 
Let it Thy blood impart ; 

The bread Thy mystic body be, 
And cheer each languid heart. 

4 Now, Saviour, now Thyself reveal, 
And make Thy nature known ; 
Affix Thy blessed Spirit's seal, 
And stamp us for Thine own. 



200 



1 My God ! my Father ! blissful name ! 

may I call thee mine ! 

May I with sweet assurance claim 
A portion so divine ! 

2 This only can my fears control, 
And bid my sorrows fly : 

What harm can ever reach my soul 
Beneath my Father's eye ! 

3 Whate'er Thy providence denies, 

1 calmly would resign ; 

For Thou art good, and just, and wise 
O bend my will to Thine. 

4 Whate'er Thy sacred will ordains, 
O give me strength to bear ; 

Let me but know my Father reigns, 
And trust His tender care. 

5 My God ! my Father ! be Thy Name 
My solace and my stay ; 

O wilt Thou seal my humble claim, 
And drive my fears away. 



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1 1* heard the voice of Jesus say, 
14 Come unto me and rest ; 

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Thy head upon my breast." 

2 I came to Jesus as I was, 
Weary, and worn, and sad ; 

I found in Him a resting-place, 
And He has made me glad. 

3 I heard the voice of Jesus say, 
" Behold, I freely give 

The living water ; thirsty one, 
Stoop down, and drink, and live." 

4 I came to Jesus, and I drank 
Of that life-giving stream ; 

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5 I heard the voice of Jesus say, 
" I am this dark world's Light ; 
Look unto Me, thy morn shall rise, 
And all Thy day be bright." 

6 I looked to Jesus, and I found 
In Him my star, my sun ; 

And in that light of life I'll walk 
Till all my journey's done. 



202 



1 How sweet and awful is the place, 
With Christ within the doors, 
While everlasting love displays 
The choicest of her stores ! 

2 While all our hearts, and all our songs, 
Join to admire the feast, 

Each of us cries with thankful tongue, 
" Lord, why was I a guest ?" 

3 'Twas the same love that spread the 

feast, 
That sweetly forced us in ; 
Else we had still refused to taste, 
And perished in our sin. 

4 Pity the nations, O our God ! 
Constrain the earth to come ; 
Send Thy victorious word abroad, 
And bring the strangers home. 



203 



1 Dear Refuge of my weary soul, 
On Thee, when sorrows rise, 

On Thee, when waves of trouble roll, 
My fainting hope relies. 

2 To Thee I tell each rising grief, 
For Thou alone canst heal ; 

Thy word can bring a sweet relief 
For every pain I feel. 

3 But O when gloomy doubts prevail, 
I fear to call Thee mine ; 

The springs of comfort seem to fail, 
And all my hopes decline. 

4 Yet, gracious God, where shall I flee ! 
Thou art my only trust ; 

And still my soul would cleave to Thee, 
Though prostrate in the dust. 

5 Thy mercy-seat is open still ; 
Here let my soul retreat, 

With humble hope attend Thy will, 
And wait beneath Thy feet. 



204 



1 Jesus, I love thy charming name ; 
'T is music to my ear ; 

Fain would I sound it out so loud 
That earth and heaven might hear. 

2 Yes, Thou art precious to my soul, 
My transport and my trust : 
Jewels to Thee are gaudy toys, 
And gold is sordid dust. 

3 All my capacious powers can wish 
In Thee doth richly meet; 

Nor to my eves is light so dear, 
Nor friendship half so sweet. 

4 Thy grace shall dwell upon my heart, 
And shed its fragrance there, — 

The noblest balm of all its wounds, 
The cordial of its care. 



5 I'll speak the honors of Thy name 
With my last, laboring breath, 
Then, speechless, clasp Thee in my arms, 
The antidote of death. 



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1 "Why do we mourn departing friends, 
Or shake at death's alarms ? 

"lis but the voice that Jesus sends, 
To call them to His arms. 

2 Are we not tending upward too, 
As fast as time can move ! 

Nor should we wish the hours more 

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3 The graves of all the saints He blessed, 
And softened every bed ; 

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But with their dying Head ! 

4 Thence He arose, ascending high, 
And showed our feet the way ; 
Up to the Lord our flesh shall fly, 
At the great rising-day. 

5 Then let the last loud trumpet sound, 
And bid our kindred rise ; 

Awake, ye nations under ground ; 
Ye saints, ascend the skies. 



206 



1 Plunged in a gulf of dark despair 
We wretched sinners lay, 
Without one cheerful beam of hope, 
Or spark of glimmering day. 

2 With pitying eyes the Prince of grace 
Beheld our helpless grief ; 

He saw, and — amazing love ! — 
He ran to our relief. 

3 Down from the shining seats above 
With joyful haste He fled, 
Entered the grave in mortal flesh, 
And dwelt among the dead. 

4 O for this love let rocks and hills 
Their lasting silence break ; 

And all harmonious human tongues 
The Saviour's praises speak. 

5 Angels, assist our mighty joys; 
Strike all your harps of gold; 

But when you raise your highest notes, 
His love can ne'er be told. 



207 



1 Why should our tears in sorrow flow 
When God recalls His own, 

And bids them leave a world of woe, 
For an immortal crown ! 

2 Is not e'en death a gain to those 
Whose life to God was given ! 
Gladly to earth their eyes they close, 
To open them in heaven. 

3 Their toils are past, their work is done. 
And they are fully blest ; 

They fought the fight, the victory won, 
And entered into rest. 

4 Then let our sorrows cease to flow, 
God has recalled His own ; 

And let our hearts, in every woe, 
Still say, " Thy will be done !" 



208 



1 Must Jesus bear the cross alone, 
And all the world go free ? 

No ; there 's a cross for every one, 
And there 's a cross for me. 

2 The consecrated cross I'll bear, 
Till death shall set me free ; 

And then go home my crown to wear, 
For there 's a crown for me. 

3 How happy are the saints above, 
Who once went sorrowing here ! 
But now they taste unmingled love, 
And joy without a tear. 

4 Upon the crystal pavement, down 
At Jesus' pierced feet, 

Joyful I'll cast my golden crown, 
And His dear name repeat. 

5 And palms shall wave, and harps shall 

ring, 
Beneath heaven's arches high ; 
The Lord that lives, the ransomed sing, 
That lives, no more to die. 

6 O precious cross ! glorious crown ! 
O resurrection day ! 

Ye angels, from the stars flash down, 
And bear my soul away. 



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Be my vain wishes stilled ; 
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With better hopes be filled ! 
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ed ; 
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Thy mercy o'er my life has flowed; 
That mercy I adore. 



In each event of life, how clear 

Thy ruling hand I see ! 

Each blessing to my soul more dear 

Because conferred by Thee. 

In every joy that crowns my days, 

In every pain I bear, 

My heart shall find delight in praise, 

Or seek relief in prayer. 



3 When gladness wings my favored hour? 
Thy love my thoughts shall fill ; 
Resigned when storms of sorrow lower, 
My soul shall meet Thy will. 
My lifted eye, without a tear, 
The gathering storm shall see ; 
My steadfast heart shall know no fear, 
That heart shall rest on Thee. 



210 



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1 Early, my God, without delay, 
I haste to seek Thy face ; 

My thirsty spirit faints away 
Without Thy cheering grace. 

2 So pilgrims on the scorching sand. 
Beneath a burning sky, 

Long for a cooling stream at hand, 
And they must drink or die. 



I've seen Thy glory and Thy power 
Through all Thy temple shine ; 
My God, repeat that heavenly hour, 
That vision so divine ! 



4 Not life itself, with all its joys, 
Can my best passions move ; 
Or raise so high my cheerful voice, 
As Thy forgiving love. 



5 Thus, till my last expiring day, 
I'll bless my God and King ; 
Thus will I lift my hands to pray, 
And tune my lips to sing. 



211 



1 When all Thy mercies, O my God. 
My rising soul surveys, 
Transported with the view, I'm lost 
In wonder, love, and praise. 

Ten thousand thousand precious gifts 
My daily thanks employ ; 
Nor is the least a cheerful heart 
That tastes those gifts with joy. 

2 Through every period of my life 
Thy goodness I'll pursue-; 

And after death, in distant worlds, 
The glorious theme renew. 
Through all eternity, to Thee 
A joyful song I'll raise ; 
But O eternity 's too short 
To utter all Thy praise ! 



212 



1 How sweet, how heavenly is the sight, 
When those who love the Lord 
In one another's peace delight, 
And so fulfil His word. 



2 When each can feel his brother's sigh, 
And with him bear a part ; 
When sorrow flows from eye to eye, 
And joy from heart to heart ! 



3 When, free from envy, scorn, and pride, 
Our wishes all above, 
Each can his brother's failings hide. 
And show a brother's love ! 



4 Let love, in one delightful stream. 
Through every bosom flow ; 

And union sweet, and dear esteem, 
In every action glow. 

5 Love is the golden chain that binds 
The happy souls above ; 

And he 's an heir of heaven who finds 
His bosom glow with love. 



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1 Lo, on a narrow neck of land, 
'Twixt two unbounded seas I stand, 
Yet how insensible ! 

A point of time, a moment's space, 
Removes me to yon heavenly place, 
Or shuts me up in hell. 

2 O God, my inmost soul convert, 
And deeply on my thoughtful heart 
Eternal things impress ; 

Give me to feel their solemn weight, 
And save me ere it be too late ; 
Wake me to righteousness. 



Before me place, in bright array, 
The pomp of that tremendous day, 
When Thou with clouds shall come 
To judge the nations at Thy bar ; 
And tell me, Lord, shall I be there, 
To meet a joyful doom ? 

Then, Saviour, then my soul receive, 
Transported from this vale, to live 
And reign with Thee above ; 
Where faith is sweetly lost in sight, 
And hope in full, supreme delight, 
And everlasting love. 



214 



Thou, who hear'st the prayer of faith, 
Wilt Thou not save a soul from death, 
That casts itself on Thee ? 

1 have no refuge of my own, 

But fly to what my Lord hath done, 
And suffered once for me. 



Slain in the guilty sinner's stead, 
His spotless righteousness I plead 
And His availing blood ; 
Thy merit, Lord my robe shall be 
Thy merit shall atone for me, 
And bring me near to God. 



Then save me from eternal death, 
The Spirit of adoption breathe, 
His consolations send ; 
By Him some word of life impart, 
And sweetly whisper to my heart, 
" Thy Maker is thy Friend." 



215 



1 When Thou, my righteous Judge, shalt 

come 
To take Thy ransomed people home, 
Shall I among them stand ? 
Shall such a worthless worm as I, 
Who sometimes am afraid to die, 
Be found at Thy right hand ? 

2 I love to meet Thy people now, 
Before Thy feet with them to bow, 
Though vilest of them all ; 

But — can I bear the piercing thought — 
What if my name should be left out, 
When Thou for them shalt call ! 

3 Among Thy saints let me be found, 
Whene'er the Archangel's trump shall 
To see Thy smiling face ; [sound, 
Then loudest of the throng I'll sing, 
While heaven's resounding mansions 

ring 
With shouts of sovereign grace. 



216 



When, Lord, to this our western land. 
Led by Thy providential hand, 
Our wandering fathers came, 
Their ancient homes, their friends in 

youth, 
Sent forth the heralds of Thy truth 
To keep them in Thy name. 

Then, through our solitary coast, 
The desert features soon were lost ; 
Thy temples there arose ; 
Our shores, as culture made them fair. 
Were hallowed by Thy rites, by prayer, 
And blossomed as the rose. 

And O may we repay this debt 

To regions solitary yet, 

Within our spreading land ; 

There brethren from our common 

home, 
Still westward, like our fathers, roam ; 
Still guided by Thy hand. 

Saviour, we own this debt of love ; 
O shed Thy Spirit from above, 
To move each Christian breast ; 
Till heralds shall Thy truth proclaim, 
And temples rise to fix Thy name, 
Through all our desert west. 



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1 O could I speak the matchless worth, 
O could I sound the glories forth, 
"Which in my Saviour shine, 
I'd soar and touch the heavenly strings, 
And vie with Gabriel while he sings 
In notes almost divine. 



2 I'd sing the precious blood He spilt, 
My ransom from the dreadful guilt 
Of sin and wrath divine ; 

I'd sing His glorious righteousness, 
In which all-perfect heavenly dress 
My soul shall ever shine. 

3 I'd sing the characters He bears, 
And all the forms of love He wears, 
Exalted on His throne ; 

In loftiest songs of sweetest praise, 
I would to everlasting days 
Make all His glories known. 

4 Well, the delightful day will come 
"When my dear Lord will bring me home, 
And I shall see His face ; 

Then with my Saviour, Brother, Friend, 
A blest eternity I'll spend, 
Triumphant in His grace. 



218 



love divine, how sweet thou art ! 
When shall I find my willing heart 
All taken up by thee ? 

1 thirst, I faint, I die to prove 
The greatness of redeeming love, 
The love of Christ to me. 



2 God only knows the love of God ; 
O that it now were shed abroad 
In this poor, stony heart ! 

For love I sigh, for love I pine ; 
This only portion, Lord, be mine, 
Be mine this better part. 

3 O that I could forever sit 

"With Mary at my Saviour's feet ! 
Be this my happy choice ; 
My only care, delight, and bliss, 
My joy, my heaven on earth, be this, 
To hear the Bridegroom's voice. 



My God, Thy boundless love I praise ; 
How bright on high its glories blaze ! 
How sweetly bloom below ! 
It streams from Thy eternal throne ; 
Through heaven its joys forever run, 
And o'er the earth they flow. 

But in Thy word, I see it shine 
"With grace and glories more divine, 
Proclaiming sin forgiven ; 
There Faith, bright cherub, points the 

way 
To realms of everlasting day, 
And opens all her heaven. 

Then let the love that makes me blest 
With cheerful praise inspire my breast, 
And ardent gratitude ; 
And all my thoughts and passions tend 
To Thee, my Father and my Friend, 
My soul's eternal good. 



220 



1 Jesus, enthroned and glorified 
At Thy Almighty Father's side, 
Thy people's prayer inspire ! 
Thou art alive for evermore ; 

O then on us Thy Spirit pour ; 
Baptize us now with fire. 

2 Thou hast received rich gifts for men ; 
Now let the Holy Ghost again 

On all Thy Church descend ; 

Give boldness, power, and tongues of 

flame 
To all who name Thy blessed name ; 
Uphold them and defend. 

3 The fulness of Thy life bestow 
On us Thy members here below ; 
Revive each fainting heart ; 

Each sick and wounded spirit heal, 
Thy beauty to our souls reveal, 
Thy light and love impart. 

i Blest Comforter, celestial dove, 
Thou Lord of life, Thou fount of love, 
Be Thou our inward guest ; 
Illumed and sanctified by Thee, 
Thy living temples let us be, 
Thine everlasting rest. 



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1 Stand up, and bless the Lord, 
Ye people of His choice ; 

Stand up, and bless the Lord your God, 
With heart, and soul, and voice. 

2 O for a living flame, 

From His own altar brought, 

To touch our lips, our minds inspire, 

And wing to heaven our thought ! 

3 God is our strength and song, 
And His salvation ours ; 

Then be His love in Christ proclaimed, 
With all our ransomed powers. 

4 Stand up, and bless the Lord, 
The Lord your God adore ; 

Stand up, and bless His glorious Name 
Henceforth for evermore. 



222 



1 Awake, and sing the song 
Of Moses and the Lamb ; 

Tune every heart and every tongue 
To praise the Saviour's name. 

2 Sing of His dying love ; 
Sing of His rising power ; 
Sing how He intercedes above 
For those whose sins He bore. 

3 Sing on your heavenly way, 
Ye ransomed sinners, sing ! 
Sing on, rejoicing every day 
In Christ, the eternal King. 

4 Soon shall we hear Him say, 

" Ye blessed children, come !" 
Soon will He call us hence away, 
To our eternal home. 

5 Soon shall our raptured tongue 
His endless praise proclaim ; 
And sweeter voices tune the song 
Of Moses and the Lamb. 



223 



1 Soldiers of Christ, arise, 
And put your armor on, 
Strong in the strength which God sup- 
plies 
Through His eternal Son. 



2 Strong in the Lord of hosts 
And in His mighty power, 

Who in the strength of Jesus trusts, 
Is more than conqueror. 

3 Stand then in His great might, 
With all His strength endued, 
And take, to arm you for the fight, 
The panoply of God. 

4 From strength to strength go on ; 
Wrestle, and fight, and pray ; 

Tread all the powers of darkness down, 
And win the well-fought day. 

5 Still let the Spirit cry 

In all His soldiers, " Come !" 

Till Christ the Lord descends from 

high. 
And takes the conqueror home. 



224 



Pealm 95. 



1 Come, sound His praise abroad, 
And hymns of glory sing ! 
Jehovah is the sovereign God, 
The universal King. 

2 He formed the deeps unknown ; 
He gave the seas their bound ; 
The watery worlds are all His own, 
And all the solid ground. 

3 Come, worship at His throne, 
Come, bow before the Lord ; 

We are His work, and not our own ; 
He formed us by His word. 

4 To-day attend His voice, 
Nor dare provoke His rod ; 

Come, like the people of His choice, 
And own your gracious God. 



225 



Psalm 117. 



1 Thy name, Almighty Lord, 

Shall sound through distant lands ; 
Great is Thy grace and sure Thy word 
Thy truth forever stands. 

2 Far be Thine honor spread, 
And long Thy praise endure, 

Till morning light and evening shade 
Shall be exchanged no more. 



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1 Raise your triumphant songs 
To an immortal tune ; 

Let the wide earth resound the deeds 
Celestial grace has done. 

2 Sing how Eternal Love 
Its chief Beloved chose, 

And bade Him raise our wretched race 
From their abyss of woes. 

3 His hand no thunder bears, 
No terror clothes His brow, 

No bolts to drive our guilty souls 
To fiercer flames below. 

4 'Twas mercy filled the throne, 
And wrath stood silent by, 

When Christ was sent with pardons 

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To rebels doomed to die. 



227 



1 My soul, be on thy guard ! 
Ten thousand foes arise, 

And hosts of sin are pressing hard 
To draw thee from the skies. 

2 O watch, and fight, and pray ; 
The battle ne'er give o'er ; 
Renew it boldly every day, 
And help divine implore. 

3 Ne'er think the victory won, 
Nor lay thine armor down ; 

Thy arduous work will not be done 
Till thou obtain thy crown. 

4 Fight on, my soul, till death 
Shall bring thee to thy God ! 

He'll take thee at thy parting breath 
Up to His blest abode. 



228 



Psalm 48. 



1 Great is the Lord our God, 
And let His praise be great ; 

He makes His churches His abode, 
His most delightful seat. 

2 These temples of His grace, 
How beautiful they stand ! 
The honors of our native place, 
And bulwarks of our land. 



3 In Zion God is known, 
A refuge in distress ; 

How bright hath His salvation shone 
Through all her palaces ! 

4 In every new distress 
"We'll to His house repair ; 

We'll think upon His wondrous grace, 
And seek deliverance there. 



229 



1 Come, we that love the Lord ! 
And let our joys be known ; 
Join in a song of sweet accord, 
And thus surround the throne. 

2 Let those refuse to sing 
Who never knew our God ; 

But children of the heavenly King 
May speak their joys abroad. 

3 The hill of Zion yields 

A thousand sacred sweets, 

Before we reach the heavenly fields, 

Or walk the golden streets. 

4 Then let our songs abound, 
And every tear be dry ; 

We're marching through Immanuel's 

ground 
To fairer worlds on high. 



230 



Psalm 99. 



1 The Lord Jehovah reigns ; 
Let all the nations fear ; 

Let sinners tremble at His throne, 
And saints be humble there. 

2 Jesus the Saviour reigns ; 
Let earth adore its Lord ; 

Bright cherubs His attendants stand, 
And swift fulfil His word. 

3 In Zion is His throne ; 
His honors are divine ; 

His church shall make His wonders 

known, 
For there His glories shine. 

4 How holy is His Name ! 
How terrible His praise ! 

Justice, and truth, and judgment join 
In all His works of grace. 



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1 How beauteous are their feet 
Who stand on Zions hill, 

Who bring salvation on their tongues, 
And words of peace reveal ! 

2 How charming is their voice ! 
How sweet the tidings are ! — 

M Zion, behold thy Saviour-King, 
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3 How happy are our ears 
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Which kings and prophets waited for, 
And sought, but never found. 

4 The watchmen join their voice, 
And tuneful notes employ ; 
Jerusalem breaks forth in songs, 
And deserts learn the joy. 

5 The Lord makes bare His arm, 
Through all the earth abroad ; 
Let every nation now behold 
Their Saviour and their God. 



232 



1 Welcome, sweet day of rest, 
That saw the Lord arise ! 
Welcome to this reviving breast, 
And these rejoicing eyes! 

2 The King Himself comes near, 
And feasts His saints to-day ; 
Here may we sit and see Him here, 
And love, and praise, and pray. 

3 One day amidst the place 
Where my dear God hath been, 

Is sweeter than ten thousand days 
Of pleasurable sin. 

4 My willing soul would stay 
In such a frame as this, 

And sit and sing herself away 
To everlasting bliss. 



233 



1 Grace ! 'tis a charming sound, 
Harmon ous to the ear ! 
Heaven with the echo shall resound, 
And all the earth shall hear. 



2 Grace first contrived the way 
To save rebellious man ; 

And all the steps that grace display 
Which drew the wondrous plan. 

3 Grace led my roving feet 
To tread the heavenly road ; 

And new supplies each hour I meet, 
While pressing on to God. 

4 Grace all the work shall crown, 
Through everlasting days ; 

It lays in heaven the topmost stone, 
And well deserves the praise. 



234 



1 How charming is the place 
Where my Redeemer-God 
Unveils the beauties of His face, 
And sheds His love abroad ! 

2 Here on the mercy-seat, 
With radiant glory crowned, 
Our joyful eyes behold Him sit 
And smile on all around. 

3 To Him our prayers and cries, 
Our humble souls present ; 
He listens to our broken sighs, 
And grants us every want. 

4 Give me, O Lord, a place 
Within Thy blest abode, 
Among the children of Thy grace, 
The servants of my God. 



235 



Psalm 103. 



1 O bless the Lord, my soul ! 
Let all within me join, 

And aid my tongue to bless His Name 
Whose favors are divine. 

2 O bless the Lord, my soul ! 
Nor let His mercies lie 
Forgotten in unthankfulness 
And without praises die. 

3 He crowns thy life with love 
When ransomed from the grave ; 
He who redeemed my soul from hell 
Hath sovereign power to save. 

4 His wondrous works and ways 
He made by Moses known ; 

But sent the world His truth and gract 
By His beloved Son. 



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1 Sweet is the work, O Lord, 
Thy glorious acts to sing, 

To praise Thy Name and hear Thy word, 
And grateful offerings bring. 

2 Sweet at the dawning light 
Thy boundless love to tell ; 

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That such may be our blest employ 
Eternally in heaven. 



237 



Psalm 19. 



1 Behold the morning sun 
Begins his glorious way ; 

His beams through all the nations run, 
And life and light convey. 

2 But where the Gospel comes 
It spreads diviner light ; 

It calls dead sinners'from their tombs. 
And gives the blind their sight. 

3 How perfect is Thy word, 
And all Thy judgments just ; 
Forever sure Thy promise, Lord 
And men securely trust. 

4 My gracious God, how plain 
Are Thy directions given ! 

O may I never read in vain, 
" But find the path to heaven. 



238 



1 To God the only wise, 
Our Saviour and our King, 

Let all the saints below the skies 
Their humble praises bring. 

2 Tis His almighty love, 
His counsel and His care, 
Preserves us safe from sin and death, 
And every hurtful snare. 



3 He will present our souls, 
Unblemished and complete, 
Before the glory of His face, 
With joys divinely great. 

4 To our Redeemer-God 
Wisdom and power belong, 
Immortal crowns of majesty, 
And everlasting song. 



239 



Psalm 48. 



1 Far as Thy name is known 
The world declares Thy praise ; 

Thy saints, O Lord, before Thy throne 
Their songs of honor raise. 

2 Let strangers walk around 
The city where we dwell, 
Compass and view the holy ground, 
And mark the building well, 

3 The order of Thy house, 
The worship of Thy court, 

The cheerful songs, the solemn vows, 
And make a fair report. 

4 How decent and how wise ! 
How glorious to behold ! 

Beyond the pomp that charms the eyes, 
And rites adorned with gold. 

3 The God we worship now 
Will guide us till we die ; 
Will be our God while here below, 
And ours above the sky. 



240 



1 We lift our hearts to Thee, 
Thou Day-star from on high ; 
The sun itself is but Thy shade, 
Yet cheers both earth and sky. 

2 O let Thy rising beams 
Dispel the shades of night ; 
And let the glories of Thy love 
Come like the morning light ! 

3 How beauteous nature now ! 
How dark and sad before ! 

With joy we view the pleasing change, 
And nature's God adore. 

4 May we this life improve 
To mourn for errors past ; 

And live this short, revolving day 
As if it were our last. 



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1 Dear Saviour, we are Thine, 
By everlasting bands ; 

Our names, our hearts, we would resign, 
Our souls, into Thy hands. 

2 To Thee we still would cleave 
With ever-growing zeal ; 

If millions tempt us Christ to leave, 
O let them ne'er prevail ! 

3 Thy Spirit shall unite 

Our souls to Thee, our Head ; 

Shall form us to Thine image bright, 

That we Thy paths may tread. 

4 Death may our souls divide 
From these abodes of clay ; 

But love shall keep us near Thy side, 
Through all the gloomy way. 

5 Since Christ and we are one, 
Why should we doubt or fear ? 

If He in heaven has fixed His throne, 
He'll fix His members there. 



6 From sorrow, toil, and pain, 
And sin, we shall be free ; 
And perfect love and friendship reign 
Through all eternity. 



242 



1 Blest be the tie that binds 
Our hearts in Christian love ; 
The fellowship of kindred minds 
Is like to that above. 

2 Before our Father's throne, 
We pour our ardent prayers ; 

Our fears, our hopes, our aims are one- 
Our comforts and our cares. 

3 We share our mutual woes, 
Our mutual burdens bear ; 
And often, for each other, flows 
The sympathizing tear. 

4 When we asunder part, 
It gives us inward pain ; 

But we shall still be joined in heart, 
And hope to meet again. 

5 This glorious hope revives 
Our courage by the way ; 
While each in expectation lives, 
And longs to see the day. 



243 



1 Blest be Thy love, dear Lord, 
That taught us this sweet way, 
Only to love Thee for Thyself, 
And for that love obey. 

2 O Thou, our souls' chief hope, 
We to Thy mercy fly ; 

Where'er we are, Thou canst protect ; 
Whate'er we need, supply. 



3 Whether we sleep or wake, 
To Thee we both resign ; 
By night we see, as well as day, 
If Thy light on us shine. 



4 Whether we live or die, 
Both we submit to Thee ; 
In death we live, as well as life, 
If Thine in death we be. 



244 



1 Jesus, I live to Thee, 
The loveliest and best ; 
My life in Thee, Thy life in me, 
In Thy blest love I rest. 



2 Jesus, I die to Thee, 
Whenever death shall come ; 
To die in Thee is life to me 
In my eternal home. 

3 Whether to live or die, 

I know not which is best ; 
To live in Thee is bliss to me, 
To die is endless rest. 



4 Living or dying, Lord, 
I ask but to be Thine ; 
My life in Thee, Thy life in me, 
Makes heaven forever mine. 



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1 O what, if we are Christ's, 
Is earthly shame or loss ? 

Bright shall the crown of glory be, 
When we have borne the cross. 

2 Keen was* the trial once, 
Bitter the -cup of woe, 

When martyred saints, baptized 

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Christ's sufferings shared below. 

3 Bright is their glory now, 
Boundless their joy above, 
Where, on the bosom of their God, 
They rest in perfect love. 

4 Lord, may that grace be ours, 
Like them in faith to bear 

All that of sorrow, grief, or pain 
May be our portion here ! 



246 



Forever with the Lord ! 
Amen ! so let it be ! 
Life from the dead is in that word, 
'Tis immortality. 



2 Here in the body pent, 
Absent from Him I roam, 

Yet nightly pitch my moving tent 
A day's march nearer home. 

3 My Father's house on high, 
Home of my soul, how near, 

At times, to faith's foreseeing eye, 
Thy golden gates appear ! 

4 Ah ! then my spirit faints 
To reach the land I love, 

The bright inheritance of saints, 
Jerusalem above ! 



247 



1 It is not death to die, 
To leave this weary road, 
And, 'midst the brotherhood on high, 
To be at home with God. 



2 It is not death to close 

The eye long dimmed by tears, 
And wake in glorious repose 
To spend eternal years. 



3 It is not death to bear 
The wrench that sets us free 
From dungeon chain, to breathe the air 
Of boundless liberty. 



4 It is not death to fling 



Aside this sinful dust, 
And rise on strong, exulting 
To live among the just. 



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5 Jesus, Thou Prince of Life, 
Thy chosen cannot die ; 
Like Thee, they conquer in the strife, 
To reign with Thee on high. 



248 



1 Commit thou all thy griefs 
And ways into His hands, 
To His sure trust and tender care 
Who earth and heaven commands. 



2 Through waves and clouds and storms 
He gently clears thy way : 
Wait thou His time, so shall this night 
Soon end in joyous day. 



3 What though thou rulest not, 
Yet heaven and earth and hell 
Proclaim, God sitteth on the throne. 
And ruleth all things well ! 



4 Far, far above thy thought 
His counsel shall appear, 
When fully He the work hath wrought 
That caused thy needless fear. 



5 Give to the winds thy fears ; 
Hope, and be undismayed; 
God hears thy sighs and counts thy 

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God shall lift up thy head. 



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Psalm 137. 



1 I love Thy kingdom, Lord, 
The house of Thine abode, 

The church our blest Redeemer saved 
With His own precious blood. 

2 I love Thy church, O God, 
Her walls before Thee stand, 
Dear as the apple of Thine eye, 
And graven on Thy hand. 

3 If e'er my heart forget 
Her welfare or her woe, 

Let every joy this heart forsake, 
And every grief o'erflow. 

4 For her my tears shall fall, 
For her my prayers ascend ; 

To her my cares and toils be given 
Till toils and care shall end. 

5 Sure as Thy truth shall last, 
To Zion shall be given 

The brightest glories earth can yield, 
And brighter bliss of heaven. 



250 



1 Not all the blood of beasts 
On Jewish altars slain, 

Could give the guilty conscience peace, 
Or wash away the stain. 

2 But Christ, the heavenly Lamb, 
Takes all our sins away ; 

A sacrifice of nobler name 
And richer blood than they. 

3 My faith would lay her hand 
On that dear head of Thine, 
While like a penitent I stand, 
And there confess my sin. 

4 Believing, we rejoice 

To see the curse remove ; 

We bless the Lamb with cheerful voice, 

And sing His bleeding love. 



2 To serve the present age, 
My calling to fulfil ; 

may it all my powers engage 
To do my Master's w T ill ! 

3 Arm me with jealous care, 
As in Thy sight to live ; 

And Thy servant, Lord, prepare 
A strict account to give. 

4 Help me to watch and pray, 
And on Thyself rely, 
Assured, if I my trust betray, 

1 shall forever die. 



252 



251 



1 A charge to keep I have ; 
A God to glorify, 
A never-dying soul to save, 
And fit it for the sky : 



Psalm 63. 

1 My God, permit my tongue 
This joy, to call Thee mine ; 
And let my early cries prevail 
To taste Thy love divine. 

2 My thirsty, fainting soul 
Thy mercy does implore ; 
Not travellers in desert lands 
Can pant for water more. 

3 Within Thy churches, Lord, 
I long to find my place, 

Thy power and glory to behold, 
And feel Thy quickening grace. 

4 Since Thou hast been my help, 
To Thee my spirit flies ; 

And on Thy watchful providence 
My cheerful hope relies. 

5 The shadow of Thy wings 
My soul in safety keeps ; 

I follow where my Father leads, 
And He supports my steps. 

253 

1 Blest are the sons of peace, 
Whose hearts and hopes are one ; 
Whose kind designs to serve and 
Through all their actions run. 



2 Blest is the pious house, 
Where zeal and friendship meet ; 
Their songs of praise, their mingling 

vows, 
Make their communion sweet. 

3 Thus, on the heavenly hills, 
The saints are blest above, 

Where joy, like morning-dew, distils, 
And all the air is love. 



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1 Come, Holy Spirit, come ! 
Let Thy bright beams arise, 
Dispel the sorrow from our minds, 
The darkness from our eyes. 

2 Revive our drooping faith, 
Our doubts and fears remove, 
And kindle in our breasts the flame 
Of never-dying love. 

3 Convince us of our sin, 
Then lead to Jesus' blood, 

And to our wondering view reveal 
The secret love of God. 

4 'Tis Thine to cleanse the heart, 
To sanctify the soul, 

To pour fresh life in every part, 
And new-create the whole. 



Pealm 55. 



255 

1 How gentle God's commands, 
How kind His precepts are ! 

Come, cast your burdens on the Lord, 
And trust His constant care. 

2 Beneath His watchful eye 
His saints securely dwell ; 

That hand which bears creation up 
Shall guide His children well. 

3 Why should this anxious load 
Press down your weary mind ? 

Haste to your Heavenly Father's throne, 
And sweet refreshment find. 

4 His goodness stands approved 
Down to the present day ; 

I'll drop my burden at His feet, 
And bear a song away. 



256 



Psalm 61. 



1 When, overwhelmed with grief, 
My heart within me dies ; 
Helpless, and far from all relief, 
To heaven I lift mine eyes. 

2 O lead me to the rock, 
That 's high above my head ; 
And make the covert of Thy wings 
My shelter and my shade. 



3 Within Thy presence, Lord, 
Forever I'll abide ; 
Thou art the tower of my defence, 



The refuge where I hide. 



257 



1 Blest Comforter Divine, 
Let rays of heavenly love 

Amid our gloom and darkness shine, 
And guide our souls above. 

2 Draw with Thy still small voice 
From every sinful way, 

And bid the mourning saint rejoice, 
Though earthly joys decay. 

3 By Thine inspiring breath 
Make every cloud of care, 

And e'en the gloomy vale of death, 
A smile of glory wear. 

4 O fill Thou every heart 
With love to all our race ; 
Great Comforter, to us impart 
These blessings of Thy grace. 



258 



Psalm 23. 



1 The Lord my Shepherd is, 
I shall be well supplied ; 
Since He is mine and I am His, 
What can I want beside ! 

2 He leads me to the place 
Where heavenly pasture grows, 
Where living w T aters gently pass, 
And full salvation flows. 

3 If e'er I go astray, 

He doth my soul reclaim ; 

And guides me in His own right way, 

For His most holy name. 

4 While He affords His aid, 
I cannot yield to fear ; 

Though I should walk through death's 

dark shade, 
My Shepherd 's with me there. 

5 Amid surrounding foes, 
Thou dost my table spread ; 

My cup with blessings overflows, 
And joy exalts my head. 



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259 



1 O where shall rest be found, 
Rest for the weary soul ? 

'Twere vain the ocean depths to sound, 
Or pierce to either pole. 

2 The world can never give 
The bliss for which we sigh ; 
'Tis not the whole of life to live, 
Nor all of death to die. 

3 Beyond this vale of tears 
There is a life above 
Unmeasured by the flight of years ; 
And all that life is love. 

4 There is a death whose pang 
Outlasts the fleeting breath ; 
O what eternal horrors hang 
Around the second death ! 

5 Lord God of truth and grace, 
Teach us that death to shun ! 
Lest we be banished from Thy face, 
And evermore undone. 



260 



1 The day is past and gone 
The evening shades appear • 
O may I ever keep in mind 
The night of death draws near. 

2 I lay my garments by, 
Upon my bed to rest ; 

So death shall soon disrobe us all, 
And leave my soul undrest. 

3 Lord, keep me safe this night, 
Secure from all my fears ; 

May angels guard me while I sleep, 
Till morning light appears. 

4 And when I early rise 

To view the unwearied sun, 
May I set out to win the prize, 
And after glory run. 

5 And when my days are past, 
And I from time remove, 

O may I in Thy bosom rest, 
The bosom of Thy love. 
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1 Jesus invites His saints 

To meet around His board ; 
Here pardoned rebels sit and hold 
Communion with their Lord. 

2 This holy bread and wine 
Maintain our fainting breath, 
By union with our living Lord, 
And interest in His death. 

3 Our heavenly Father calls 
Christ and His members one ; 

We, the young children of His love, 
And He, the First-born Son. 



262 



1 A parting hymn we sing 
Around Thy table, Lord ; 
Again our grateful tribute bring, 
Our solemn vows record. 

2 Here have we seen Thy face, 
And felt Thy presence here ; 
So may the savor of Thy grace 
In word and life appear. 

3 The purchase of Thy blood, 
By sin no longer led, 

Tne path our dear Redeemer trod, 
May we rejoicing tread. 

4 In self-forgetting love 

Be our communion shown, 
Until we join the church above, 
And know as we are known. 



263 



1 With willing hearts we tread 
The path the Saviour trod : 

We love th' example of our Head, 
The glorious Lamb of God. 

2 On Thee, on Thee alone, 
Our hope and faith rely, 

O Thou who didst for sin atone, 
Who didst for sinners die. 

3 We trust Thy sacrifice ; 
To Thy dear cross we flee ; 
Oh, may we die to sin, and rise 
To life and bliss in Thee. 



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1 Your harps, ye trembling saints, 
Down from the willows take ; 
Loud to the praise of love divine 
Bid every string awake. 

2 Though in a foreign land, 
We are not far from home ; 
And nearer to our house above 
We every moment come. 

3 His grace will to the end 
Stronger and brighter shine ; 

Nor present things, nor things to come, 
Shall quench the spark divine. 

4 Soon shall our doubts and fears 
Subside at His control ; 

His loving-kindness shall break through 
The midnio-ht of the soul. 



3 The pains of death are past, 
Labor and sorrow cease, 

And, life's long warfare closed at last, 
His soul is found in peace. 

4 Soldier of Christ, well done ! 
Praise be thy new employ ; 
And, while eternal ages run, 
Rest in thy Saviour's joy ! 



267 



265 



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1 For all Thy saints, O Lord, 
Who strove in Thee to live, 

Who followed Thee, obeyed, adored, 
Our grateful hymn receive. 

2 For all Thy saints, O Lord, 
Accept our thankful cry, 

Who counted Thee their great reward, 
And strove in Thee to die. 

3 They all, in life or death, 
With Thee, their Lord in view, 
Learned from Thy Holy Spirit's breath 
To suffer and to do. 

4 For this Thy Name we bless, 
And humbly pray that we 
May follow them in holiness, 
And live and die in Thee. 



[Middletown.] 

1 Jesus my Shepherd is ; 
'Twas He that loved my soul, 

'Twas He that washed me in His blood, 
'Twas He that made me whole. 

2 'Twas He that sought the lost, 
That found the wandering sheep ; 
'Twas He that brought me to the fold, 
'Tis He that still doth keep. 

3 No more a wandering sheep, 
I love to be controlled ; 

Hove my tender Shepherd's voice, 
I love, I love the fold. 

4 No more a wayward child, 
I seek no more to roam ; 

I love my heavenly Father's voice, 
I love, I love His home ! 



268 



266 



[Middletown.] 



1 Servant of God, well done ! 
Rest from thy loved employ ; 

The battle fought, the victory won, 
Enter thy Master's joy ! 

2 The voice at midnight came ; 
He started up to hear ; 

A mortal arrow pierced his frame ; 
He fell, but felt no fear. 



1 Come, Lord, and tarry not, 
Bring the long-looked-for day ; 
O why these years of waiting here, 
These ages of delay ! 

■ ° Come ! for the good are few, 
They lift the voice in vain ; 
Faith waxes fainter on the earth, 
And love is on the wane. 

3 Come ! for creation groans, 
Impatient of Thy stay, 

Worn out with these long years of ill, 
These ages of delay. 

4 Come, and make all things new ; 
Build up this ruined earth, 
Restore our faded Paradise, 
Creation's second birth ! 

5 Come, and begin Thy reign 
Of everlasting peace ; 

Come, take the kingdom to Thyself, 
Great King of Righteousness ! 



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1 At the Lamb's high feast we sing 
Praise to our victorious King, 
Who hath washed us in that tide 
Flowing from His pierced side. 

2 Praise we Him, whose love divine 
Gives His sacred Blood for wine, 
Gives His Body for the feast, 
Christ the Victim, Christ the Priest. 

3 Where the Paschal blood is poured 
Death's dark angel sheathes his sword ; 
Israel's hosts triumphant go 
Through the wave that drowns the foe. 

4 Praise we Christ whose blood was shed, 
Paschal Victim, Paschal Bread ; 
With sincerity and love, 

Eat we manna from above. 

5 Mighty Victim from the sky, 

Hell's fierce powers beneath Thee lie ; 
Thou hast conquered in the fight, 
Thou hast brought us life and light. 

6 Hymns of glory and of praise, 
Risen Lord, to Thee we raise ; 
Holy Father, praise to Thee, 
With the Spirit, ever be ! 



270 



1 To Thy temple I repair ; 
Lord, I love to worship there, 
When within the veil I meet 
Christ before the mercy-seat. 

2 While I hearken to Thy law, 
Fill my soul with humble awe ; 
Till Thy Gospel bring to me 
Life and immortality. 

3 While Thy ministers proclaim 
Peace and pardon in Thy name, 
Through their voice, by faith, may I 
Hear Thee speaking from the sky. 

4 From Thy house when I return, 
May my heart within me burn ; 
And at evening let me say, 

I have walked with God to-day ! 

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First 



1 Christ who art the Light and Day, 
Light that drives the night away, 
Light of Light we Thee believe; 
Blessed Light from Thee receive. 

2 Holy Lord, on Thee we call, 
Guard us while the night-dews fall ; 
Quiet may our slumbers be ; 
Resting sweetly, Lord, in Thee. 

3 Save us from oppressive sleep ; 
Safe from evil spirits keep ; 
Safe from accident and harm, 
'Neath Thine own almighty arm. 

4 While our eyes sweet slumbers take, 
Let our hearts to Thee awake; 

Save Thou those by Thy great might, 
Saviour, who in Thee delight. 

5 Light of Lite, with us abide ; 
We are safe at Jesus' side ; 
Keep us, Lord, for we are thine, 
Bought and washed with blood divine. 

6 Keep us while we dwell in flesh ; 
With Thyself Thy flock refresh ; 
Light and Life and Portion be, 
Dwell in us and we in Thee. 



271 



Second. 



1 Thou, who art our Father, God, 
Loving us in Christ our Lord ; 
Shed the Holy Ghost abroad ; 
Teach us while we hear Thy word. 

2 God, our Father ! Thee we seek ; 
Touch Thy servant's lips with fire ; 
Thy truth boldly may he speak ; 
Heart and tongue do Thou inspire ! 

3 Open for us heart and ear 
While within Thy courts we stay ; 
Gladly, humbly may we hear, 
Faithful, alway Thee obey. 

4 Fruitful thus be every soul 

By Thy death from sin set free ; 
Since Thy love oas made us whole, 
Ever may we live to Thee ! 



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1 Songs of praise the angels sang, 
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When Jehovah's work begun, 
When He spake, and it was done. 

2 Songs of praise awoke the morn 
When the Prince of Peace was born ; 
Songs of praise arose, when He 
Captive led captivity. 

3 Heaven and earth must pass away, 
Songs of praise shall crown that day ; 
God will make new heavens and earth, 
Songs of praise shall hail their birth. 

4 Saints below, with heart and voice, 
Still in songs of praise rejoice; 
Learning here, by faith and love, 
Songs of praise to sing above. 



3 Praise the Lord, His mercies trace ; 
Praise His providence and grace, 
All that He for man hath done, 
All He sends us through His Son. 

4 Strings and voices, hands and hearts, 
In the concert bear your parts ; 

All that breathe, your Lord adore, 
Praise Him, praise Him, evermore ! 



273 



Psalm 148. 



1 Heralds of creation, cry, 

" Praise the Lord, the Lord most high ;' 
Heaven and earth, obey the call, 
Praise the Lord, the Lord of all. 

2 For He spake, and forth from night 
Sprang the universe to light ; 

He commanded — nature heard, 
And stood fast upon His word. 

3 Praise Him, all ye hosts above ; 
Spirits perfected in love ; 

Sun and moon, your voices raise ; 
Sing, ye stars, your Maker's praise. 

4 High above all height, His throne ; 
Excellent His name alone ; 

Him let all His works confess, 
Him let all His children bless. 



274 



Psalm 150. 



1 Praise the Lord, His glories show, 
Saints within His courts below, 
Angels round His throne above, 
All that see and share His love. 



275 



1 Angels, roll the rock away ! 
Death, yield up thy mighty prey ! 
See, the Saviour leaves the tomb, 
Glowing with immortal bloom. 

2 Hark ! the wondering angels raise 
Louder notes of joyful praise ; 
Let the earth's remotest bound 
Echo with the blissful sound. 

3 Saints on earth, lift up your eyes ; 
Now to glory see Him rise 

In long triumph through the sky, 
Up to waiting worlds on high. 

4 Heaven unfolds its portals wide ; 
Mighty Conqueror, through them ride ! 
King of glory, mount Thy throne ! 
Boundless empire is Thine own. 



276 



1 Swell the anthem, raise the song ; 
Praises to our God belong ; 
Saints and angels, join to sing 
Praises to the heavenly King. 

2 Blessings from His liberal hand 
Flow around this happy land ; 
Kept by Him, no foes annoy ; 
Peace and freedom we enjoy. 

3 Here beneath a virtuous sway 
May we cheerfully obey ; 
Never feel oppression's rod ; 
Ever own and worship God. 



2 Earth to heaven, and heaven to earth, i 4 Hark ! the voice of nature sings 
Tell His wonders, sing His worth ; Praises to the King of kings ; 

Age to age, and shore to shore, Let us join the choral song, 

Praise Him, praise Him, evermore ! j And the grateful notes prolong. 



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1 " Christ, the Lord, is risen to-day," 
Sons of men and angels say ; 
Raise your joys and triumphs high, 
Sing, ye heavens, and earth reply. 

2 Love's redeeming work is done, 
Fought the fight, the battle won ; 
Lo, the sun's eclipse is o'er ; 

Lo, He sets in blood no more. 

3 Vain the stone, the watch, the seal ; 
Christ hath burst the gates of hell ! 
Death in vain forbids Him rise ; 
Christ hath opened Paradise ! 

4 Lives again our glorious King; 
Where, O death, is now thy sting ! 
Once He died, our souls to save ; 
Where 's thy victory, boasting grave ! 

5 Soar we now where Christ has led, 
Following our exalted Head ; 
Made like Him, like Him we rise ; 
Ours the cross, the grave, the skies. 



278 



1 Hark ! the herald angels sing, 
Glory to the new-born King ! 
Peace on earth, and mercy mild, 
God and sinners reconciled ! 

2 Joyful, all ye nations, rise, 
Join the triumph of the skies ; 
Universal nature say, 

Christ the Lord is born to-day ! 

3 Hail ! the heaven-born Prince of Peace ! 
Hail ! the Sun of Righteousness ! 
Light and life to all He brings, 
Risen with healing in His wings. 

4 Mild He lays His glory by, 
Born that man no more may die, 
Born to raise the sons of earth, 
Born to give them second birth. 



279 



1 Jesus Christ is risen to-day, 
Our triumphant holy day ; 
He endured the cross and grave, 
Sinners to redeem and save. 



2 Lo, He rises, mighty King ! 
Where, O death, is now thy sting ? 
Lo, He claims His native sky ! 
Grave, where is thy victory ! 

3 Christ, the Lord, is risen to-day, 
Our triumphant holy day ; 
Loud the song of victory raise ; 
Shout the great Redeemer's praise. 



280 



1 Now begin the heavenly theme, 
Sing aloud in Jesus' name ! 
Ye, who His salvation prove, 
Triumph in redeeming love. 

2 Ye, who see the Father's grace 
Beaming in the Saviour's face, 
As to Canaan on ye move, 
Praise and bless redeeming love. 

3 Mourning souls, dry up your tears ; 
Banish all your guilty fears ; 

See your guilt and curse remove, 
Cancelled by redeeming love. 

4 Hither then your music bring, 
Strike aloud each cheerful string; 
Mortals, join the host above, 
Join to praise redeeming love. 



281 



1 Hasten, Lord, the glorious time, 
When, beneath Messiah's sway, 
Every nation, every clime, 
Shall the gospel call obey. 

2 Mightiest kings His power shall own, 
Heathen tribes His name adore ; 
Satan and his host, o'erthrown, 
Bound in chains, shall hurt no more. 

3 Then shall wars and tumults cease, 
Then be banished grief and pain ; 
Righteousness, and joy, and peace, 
Undisturbed shall ever reign. 

4 Bless we, then, our gracious Lord ; 
Ever praise His glorious Name ; 
All His mighty acts record; 

All His wondrous love proclaim. 



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1 Hark ! that shout of rapturous joy, 
Bursting forth from yonder cloud ! 
Jesus comes, and through the sky 
Angels tell their joy aloud. 
Hark ! the trumpet's awful voice 
Sounds abroad through sea and land ! 
Let His people now rejoice, 
Their redemption is at hand. 



See ! the Lord appears in view ; 
Heaven and earth before Him fly : 
Rise, ye saints, He comes for you, 
Rise to meet Him in the sky : 
Go, and dwell with Him above 
Where no foe can e'er molest ; 
Happy in the Saviour's love, 
Ever blessing, ever blest. 



283 



Hark ! the song of jubilee, 
Loud as mighty thunders roar, 
Or the fulness of the sea, 
When it breaks upon the shore ! 
Hallelujah ! for the Lord 
God Omnipotent shall reign ; 
Hallelujah ! let the word 
Echo round the earth and main. 



Hallelujah ! hark ! the sound, 
From the depths unto the skies, 
Wakes above, beneath, around, 
All creation's harmonies. 
See Jehovah's banner furled, 
Sheathed His sword — He speaks, 

done ; 
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Are the kingdoms of His Son. 



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He shall reign from pole to pole, 
With supreme, unbounded sway ; 
He shall reign, when like a scroll 
Yonder heavens have passed away 
Then the end; beneath His rod 
Man's last enemy shall fall ; 
Hallelujah ! Christ in God, 
God in Christ, is all in all. 



284 



1 Hail, the day that sees Him rise, 
Ravished from our wishful eyes ! 
Christ, awhile to mortals given, 
Reascends His native heaven : 
There the pompous triumph waits 

" Lift your heads, eternal gates ! 
Wide unfold the radiant scene, 
Take the King of Glory in !" 



Him though highest heaven receives, 
Still He loves the earth He leaves ; 
Though returning to His throne, 
Still He calls mankind His own : 
Still for us His death He pleads, 
Prevalent He intercedes, 
Near Himself prepares our place, 
Harbinger of human race. 



3 Master, will we ever say, 
Taken from our head to-day, 
See Thy faithful servants, see, 
Ever gazing up to Thee ! 
Grant, though parted from our sight, 
High above yon azure height ; 
Grant, our hearts may thither rise, 
Following Thee beyond the skies ! 



285 



Crowns of glory ever bright 
Rest upon the Conqueror's head 
Crowns of glory are His right, 
His " who liveth and was dead." 
He subdued the powers of hell ; 
In the fight He stood alone ; 
All His foes before Him fell, 
By His single arm o'erthrown. 



2 His the battle, His the toil, 
His the honors of the day, 
His the glory and the spoil ; 
Jesus bears them all away : 
Now proclaim His deeds afar ; 
Fill the world with His renown 
His alone the victor's car, 
His the everlasting crown ! 



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286 : 



Ask ye what great thing I know 
That delights and stirs me so ? 
What the high reward I win ? 
Whose the name I glory in ? 
Jesus Christ the Crucified. 

What is faith's foundation strong ? 
What awakes my lips to song ? 
He who bore my sinful load, 
Purchased for me peace with God — 
Jesus Christ, the Crucified. 

Who is life in life to me ? 
Who the death of death will be ? 
Who will place me on His right 
With the countless hosts of light ? 
Jesus Christ, the Crucified. 

This is that great thing I know ; 
This delights and stirs me so ; 
Faith in Him who died to save, 
Him who triumphed o'er the grave- 
Jesus Christ, the Crucified. 



287 



1 Morxixg breaks upon the tomb ; 
Jesus scatters all its gloom ; 

Day of triumph ! through the skies 
See the glorious Saviour rise ! 

2 Christian, dry your flowing tears ; 
Chase those unbelieving fears 
Look on His deserted grave ; 
Doubt no more His power to save. 

3 Ye, who are of death afraid, 
Triumph in the scattered shade ; 
Drive your anxious cares away ; 
See the place where Jesus lay. 

■ A - Lo ! the rising sun appears, 

Shedding radiance o'er the spheres ; 
Lo ! returning beams of light 
Chase the terrors of the night. 



Children of the heavenly King, 
As ye journey sweetly sing; 
Sing your Saviour's worthy praise, 
Glorious in His works and ways. 



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2 Ye are travelling home to God 
In the way the fathers trod ; 
They are happy now, and ye 
Soon their happiness shall see. 

3 Shout, ye little flock, and blest ! 
You on Jesus' throne shall rest ; 
There your seat is now prepared ; 
There your kingdom and reward. 

4 Fear not, brethren ; joyful stand 
On the borders of your land ; 
Jesus Christ, your Father's Son, 
Bids you undismayed go on. 



1 High in yonder realms of light, 
Dwell the raptured saints above, 
Far beyond our feeble sight, 
Happy in Immanuel's love. 

2 'Mid the chorus of the skies, 
'Mid the angelic lyres above, 
Hark, their songs melodious rise, 
Songs of praise to Jesus' love ! 

3 All is tranquil and serene, 
Calm and undisturbed repose ; 
There no cloud can intervene, 
There no angry tempest blows. 

4 Every tear is wiped away. 

Sighs no more shall heave the breast. 
Night is lost in endless day, 
Sorrow, in eternal rest. 



290 



Psalm 136. 



1 Let us with a gladsome mind 
Praise the Lord, for He is kind ; 
For His mercy shall endure 
Ever faithful, ever sure. 

2 He, with all-commanding might, 
Filled the new-made world with light 
For His mercy shall endure 

Ever faithful, ever sure. 

3 All things living He doth feed. 
His full hand supplies their need ; 
For His mercy shall endure 
Ever faithful, ever sure. 

4 Let us then with gladsome mind 
Praise the Lord, for He is kind ; 
For His mercy shall endure 
Ever faithful, ever sure. 



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291 



1 What are these in bright array, 
This innumerable throng, 
Round the altar, night and day, 
Hymning one triumphant song : 
" Worthy is the Lamb, once slain, 
Blessing, honor, glory, power, 
Wisdom, riches, to obtain 
New dominion every hour I" 



2 These through fiery trials trod, 
These from great affliction came ; 
Now, before the throne of God, 
Sealed with His almighty name, 
Clad in raiment pure and white, 
Victor-palms in every hand, 
Through their dear Redeemer's might, 
More than conquerors they stand. 



Hunger, thirst, disease unknown, 
On immortal fruits they feed ; 
Them the Lamb amidst the throne 
Shall to living fountains lead : 
Joy and gladness banish sighs ; 
Perfect love dispels all fear ; 
And forever from their eyes 
God shall wipe away the tear. 



Even so, Lord, quickly come 
To Thy final harvest-home ! 
Gather Thou Thy people in, 
Free from sorrow, free from sin, 
There, forever purified, 
In Thy presence to abide : 
Come, with all Thine angels, come, 
Raise the glorious harvest-home 1 



293 



292 



Come, ye thankful people, come, 
Raise the song of harvest-home ! 
All is safely gathered in, 
Ere the winter storms begin ; 
God our Maker doth provide . 
For our wants to be supplied : 
Come to God's own temple, come, 
Raise the song of harvest-home ! 



For the Lord our God shall come, 
And shall take His harvest home ; 
From His field shall in that day 
All offences purge away ; 
Give His angels charge at last 
In the fire the tares to cast ; 
But the fruitful ears to store 
In His garner evermore. 



Welcome, sacred day of rest ! 
Sweet repose from worldly care ; 
Day above all days the best, 
When our souls for heaven prepare ; 
Day when our Redeemer rose, 
Victor o'er the hosts of hell : 
Thus He vanquished all our foes ; 
Let our lips His glory tell. 



Gracious Lord ! we love this day, 
When we hear Thy holy word ; 
When we sing Thy praise, and pray, 
Earth can no such joys afford ; 
But a better rest remains, 
Heavenly Sabbaths, happier days ; 
Rest from sin, and rest from pains, 
Endless joys, and endless praise. 



294 



1 Praise to God, immortal praise, 
For the love that crowns our days ! 
Bounteous Source of every joy, 
Let Thy praise our tongues employ. 

2 For the blessings of the field, 
For the stores the gardens yield, 
For the joys which harvests bring, 
Grateful praises now we sing. 



3 All that spring with bounteous hand 
Scatters o'er the smiling land ; 

All that liberal autumn pours 
From her rich o'erflowing stores ; 

4 Lord, for these our souls shall raise 
Grateful vows and solemn praise, 
And when every blessing 's flown, 
Love Thee for Thyself alone. 



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295 



1 From the cross uplifted high, 
Where the Saviour deigns to die, 
What melodious sounds we hear, 
Bursting on the ravished ear ! 

" Love's redeeming work is done ; 
Come and welcome, sinner, come ! 

2 " Sprinkled now with blood the throne ; 
Why beneath thy burdens groan ? 

On my pierced body laid, 
Justice owns the ransom paid ; 
Bow the knee, and kiss the Son : 
Come and welcome, sinner, come ! 

3 " Spread for thee, the festal board 
See with richest dainties stored ; 
To thy Father's bosom pressed, 
Yet again a child confessed, 
Never from His house to roam : 
Come and welcome, sinner, come ! 



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Lo I come, your Saviour, friend, 

Safe your spirit to convey 

To the realms of endless day, 

Up to my eternal home : 

Come and welcome, sinner, come !" 



297 



296 



1 Blessed are the sons of God ; 
They are bought with Jesus' blood ; 
They are ransomed from the grave- 
Life, eternal life they have : 

With them numbered may we be, 
Here and in eternity. 

2 They are justified by grace ; 
They enjoy the Saviour's peace; 
All their sins are washed away ; 
They shall stand in God's great day : 
With them numbered may we be, 
Here and in eternity. 

3 They are lights upon the earth, 
Children of a heavenly birth, 
One with God, with Jesus one ; 
Glory is in them begun : 

With them numbered may we be, 
Here and in eternity. 



1 Christ, whose glory fills the sky, 
Christ, the true, the only light, 
Sun of Righteousness, arise, 
Triumph o'er the shades of night ! 
Day-spring from on high, be near ! 
Day-star, in my heart appear ! 

2 Dark and cheerless is the morn, 
Unaccompanied by Thee ; 
Joyless is the day's return, 
Till Thy mercy's beams I see ; 
Till they inward light impart, 
Glad my eyes and warm my heart. 

3 Visit, then, this soul of mine ; 
Pierce the gloom of sin and grief ; 
Fill me, Radiancy Divine ! 
Scatter all my unbelief ; 

More and more Thyself display, 
Shining to the perfect day. 



298 



1 Blessed Saviour ! Thee I love, 
All my other joys above ; 

All my hopes in Thee abide, 
Thou my hope, and naught beside : 
Ever let my glory be, 
Only, only, only Thee. 

2 Once again beside the cross, 
All my gain I count but loss ; 
Earthly pleasures fade away, 
Clouds they are that hide my day : 
Hence, vain shadows ! let me see 
Jesus crucified for me. 

3 From beneath that thorny crown 
Trickle drops of cleansing down ; 
Pardon from Thy pierced hand 
Now I take, while here I stand : 
Only then I live to Thee, 

When Thy wounded side I see. 

4 Blessed Saviour ! Thine am I, 
Thine to live, and Thine to die ; 
Height or depth, or earthly power 
Ne'er shall hide my Saviour more : 
Ever shall my glory be, 

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1 Rock of Ages, cleft for me, 
Let me hide myself in Thee ; 
Let the water and the blood, 
From Thy riven side which flowed, 
Be of sin the double cure, 
Cleanse me from its guilt and power. 

2 Not the labors of my hands 
Can fulfil Thy law's demands : 
Could my zeal no respite know, 
Could my tears forever flow, 
All for sin could not atone ; 
Thou must save, and Thou alone. 

3 Nothing in my hand I bring; 
Simply to Thy cross I cling ; 
Naked, come to Thee for dress ; 
Helpless, look to Thee for grace ; 
Foul, I to the Fountain fly ; 
Wash me, Saviour, or I die ! 

4 While I draw this fleeting breath, 
When my eyelids close in death, 
When I soar to worlds unknown, 
See Thee on Thy judgment-throne, 
Rock of Ages, cleft for me, 

Let me hide myself in Thee. 



300 



1 As with gladness men of old 
Did the guiding star behold ; 

As with joy they hailed its light, 
Leading onward, beaming bright ; 
So, most gracious Lord, may we 
Evermore be led to Thee. 

2 As with joyful steps they sped 
To that lowly manger-bed, 
There to bend the knee before 
Him whom heaven and earth adore 
So may we with willing feet 
Ever seek the mercy-seat. 

3 As they offered gifts most rare 
At that manger rude and bare ; 
So may we with holy joy, 
Pure and free from sin's alloy, 
All our costliest treasures bring, 
Christ, to Thee, our heavenly King. 



301 



Safely through another week 
God has brought us on our way; 
Let us now a blessing seek, 
Waiting in His courts to-day ; 
Day of all the week the best, 
Emblem of eternal rest. 

While we pray for pardoning grace 
Through the dear Redeemer's name, 
Show Thy reconciled face, 
Take away our sin and shame ; 
From our worldly cares set free, 
May w T e rest this day in Thee. 

Here we come Thy Name to praise ; 
Let us feel Thy presence near ; 
May Thy glory meet our eyes 
While w^e in Thy house appear : 
Here afford us, Lord, a taste 
Of our everlasting feast. 

May Thy gospel's joyful sound 
Conquer sinners, comfort saints ; 
Make the fruits of grace abound ; 
Bring relief for all complaints : 
Thus let all our Sabbaths prove 
Till we rest in Thee above. 



302 



Psalm 67. 



God of mercy, God of grace, 
Show the brightness of Thy face ; 
Shine upon us, Saviour, shine, 
Fill Thy church with light divine, 
And Thy saving health extend 
To the earth's remotest end. 

Let the people praise Thee, Lord, 
Be by all that live adored ; 
Let the nations shout and sing 
Glory to their Saviour-King ; 
At Thy feet their tribute pay, 
And Thy holy will obey. 

Let the people praise Thee, Lord ; 
Earth shall then her fruits afford, 
God to man His blessing give, 
Man to God devoted live; 
All below, and all above, 
One in joy and light and love. 



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303 



Jesus, Lover of my soul, 
Let me to Thy bosom fly, 
While the nearer waters roll, 
While the tempest still is high ; 
Hide me, my Saviour, hide, 
Till the storm of life be past; 
Safe into the haven guide ; 
O receive my soul at last ! 



Other refuge have I none : 
Hangs my helpless soul on Thee 
Leave, ah ! leave me not alone, 
Still support and comfort me ! 
All my trust on Thee is stayed, 
All my help from Thee I bring ; 
Cover my defenceless head 
With the shadow of Thy wing ! 



Plenteous grace with Thee is found, 
Grace to cover all my sin ; 
Let the healing streams abound ; 
Make and keep me pure within ! 
Thou of life the fountain art, 
Freely let me take of Thee ; 
Spring Thou up within my heart ! 
Rise to all eternity ! 



304 



1 Watchman, tell us of the night, 
What its signs of promise are ! 
Traveller, o'er yon mountain's height 
See that glory -beaming star ! 
Watchman, does its beauteous ray 
Aught of joy or hope foretell? 
Traveller, yes ; it brings the day, 
Promised day of Israel. 



2 Watchman, tell us of the night ; 
Higher yet that star ascends ! 
Traveller, blessedness and light, 
Peace and truth its course portends ! 
Watchman, will its beams alone 
Gild the spot that gave them birth ? 
Traveller, ages are its own ; 
See, it bursts o'er all the earth. 



Watchman, tell us of the night ; 
For the morning seems to dawn ! 
Traveller, darkness takes its flight, 
Doubt and terror are withdrawn : 
Watchman, let thy wanderings cease 
Hie thee to thy quiet home ! 
Traveller, lo ! the Prince of Peace, 
Lo ! the Son of God is come ! 



305 



[Hotham.] 



Lord, from earthly cares set free, 
Let us find our rest in Thee : 
May our toils and conflicts cease 
In the calm of Sabbath peace ; 
That Thy people here below 
Something of the bliss may know, 
Something of the rest and love, 
In the Sabbath home above. 



From beyond the grave's dark night, 
What mild radiance meets my sight ! 
Softly stealing on the ear, 
What strange music do I hear ! 
'Tis the golden crown on high, 
'Tis the chorus of the sky ! 
Lord, Thy sinful child prepare 
For a place and portion there. 



306 



[Watchman.] 



1 Thou who art enthroned above, 
Thou in whom we live and move, 
Good it is with joyful tongue 
To resound Thy praise in song : 
When the morning paints the skies, 
When the sparkling stars arise, 
All Thy favors to rehearse, 
And give thanks in grateful verse. 



Sweet the day of sacred rest, 
When devotion fires the breast, 
When we dwell within Thy house, 
Hear Thy gospel, pay our vows, 
Songs to heaven's high mansion raise, 
Fill Thy courts with songs of praise, 
And in psalms and hymns proclaim 
Honors to Thy glorious Name. 



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307 



1 Shepherd, with Thy tenderest love 
Guide me to Thy fold above, 

Let me hear Thy gentle voice, 
More and more in Thee rejoice, 
From Thy fulness grace receive, 
Ever in Thy Spirit live. 

2 Filled by Thee, my cup o'erflows, 
For Thy love no limit knows ; 
Guardian angels, ever nigh, 
Lead and draw my soul on high ; 
Constant to my latest end, 
Thou my footsteps wilt attend. 

3 Jesus, with Thy presence blest, 
Death is life, and labor rest ; 
Guide me while I draw my breath, 
Guard me through the gate of death, 
And at last, O let me stand 

With the sheep at Thy right hand. 



308 



1 Come to Calvary's holy mountain, 
Sinners ruined by the fall ; 

Here a pure and healing fountain 
Flows to you, to me, to all, 
In a full, perpetual tide, 
Opened when our Saviour died. 

2 Come in sorrow and contrition, 
Wounded, impotent, and blind ; 
Here the guilty, free remission, 
Here the troubled, peace may find ; 
Health this fountain will restore, 
He that drinks shall thirst no more. 

3 He that drinks shall live forever ; 
'Tis a soul-renewing flood ; 

God is faithful, God will never 
Break His covenant in blood ; 
Signed when our Redeemer died, 
Sealed when He was glorified. 



309 



Now from labor and from care 
Evening shades have set me free : 
In the work of praise and prayer, 
Lord, I would converse with Thee 
O behold me from above ; 
Fill me with a Saviour's love ! 



2 Sin and sorrow, guilt and woe, 
Wither all my earthly joys ; 
Naught can charm me here below 
But my Saviour's melting voice ; 
Lord, forgive, Thy grace restore ; 
Make me Thine for evermore ! 

3 For the blessings of this day, 
For the mercies of this hour, 
For the Gospel's cheering ray, 
For the Spirit's quickening power, 
Grateful notes to Thee I raise ; 

O accept my song of praise ! 



310 



In this calm, impressive hour, 
Let my prayer ascend on high : 
God of mercy, God of power, 
Hear me, when to Thee I cry ; 
Hear me from Thy lofty throne, 
For the sake of Christ Thy Son. 



2 With the morning's early ray, 
While the shades of night depart, 
Let Thy beams of light convey 
Joy and gladness to my heart : 
Now o'er all my steps preside, 
And for all my wants provide. 

3 O what joy that word affords : 

" Thou shalt reign o'er all the earth ;" 
King of kings, and Lord of lords, 
Send Thy gospel heralds forth ; 
Now begin Thy boundless sway, 
Usher in the glorious day 1 



311 

1 Light of Light, enlighten me ! 
Now anew the day is dawning ; 
Sun of grace, the shadows flee, 
Brighten Thou my Sabbath morning ! 
With Thy joyous sunshine blest, 
Happy is my day of rest. 

2, Fount of all our joy and peace, 
To Thy living waters lead me ; 
Thou from earth my soul release, 
And with grace and mercy feed me ; 
Bless Thy word that it may prove 
Rich in fruits that Thou dost love. 



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1 Ligiit of life, seraphic fire ; 
Love divine, Thyself impart : 
Every fainting soul inspire ; 
Shine in every drooping heart. 

2 Every mournful sinner cheer, 
Scatter all our guilty gloom ; 
Son of God, appear, appear ! 
To Thy human temples come ! 

3 Come, in this accepted hour, 
Bring Thy heavenly kingdom in 
Fill us with the glorious power 
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4 Nothing more can we require, 
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All our joy and all our peace ! 



313 



1 When on Sinai's top I see 
God descend in majesty, 
To proclaim His holy law, 
All my spirit sinks with awe. 

2 When in ecstasy sublime, 
Tabor's glorious steep I climb, 
At the too transporting light 
Darkness rushes o'er my sight. 

3 When on Calvary I rest, 
God in flesh made manifest, 
Shines in my Redeemer's face, 
Full of beauty, truth, and grace. 

4 Here I would forever stay, 
Weep and gaze my soul away ; 
Thou art heaven on earth to me, 
Lovely, mournful Calvary. 



314 



1 Christ, of all my hopes the ground, 
Christ, the spring of all my joy, 
Still in Thee let me be found, 

Still for Thee my powers employ. 

2 Fountain of o'erflowing grace, 
Freely from Thy fulness give ; 
Till I close my earthly race, 
Be it " Christ for me to live." 



3 When I touch the blessed shore, 
Back the closing waves shall roll ; 
Death's dark stream shall never more 
Part from Thee my ravished soul. 

4 Thus, O thus, an entrance give 
To the land of cloudless sky ! 
Having known it " Christ to live," 
Let me know it " gain to die." 



315 



Psalm 23. 



1 To Thy pastures, fair and large, 
Heavenly Shepherd, lead Thy charge, 
And my couch, with tenderest care, 
'Mid the springing grass prepare. 

2 When I faint with summer's heat, 
Thou shalt guide my weary feet 
To the streams that, still and slow, 
Through the verdant meadows flow. 

3 Safe the dreary vale I tread, 

By the shades of death o'erspread, 
With Thy rod and staff supplied, 
This my guard, and that my guide. 

4 Constant to my latest end, 
Thou my footsteps shalt attend; 
And shalt bid Thy hallowed dome 
Yield me an eternal home. 



316 



1 Cast thy burden on the Lord, 
Only lean upon His word ; 
Thou wilt soon have cause to bless 
His unchanging faithfulness. 



2 He sustains thee by His hand, 
He enables thee to stand ; 

Those whom Jesus once hath loved 
From His grace are never moved. 

3 Heaven and earth may pass away, 
God's free grace shall not decay ; 
He hath promised to fulfil 

All the pleasure of His will. 

4 Jesus, guardian of Thy flock, 
Be Thyself our constant rock ; 
Make us by Thy powerful hand 
Firm as Zion's mountain stand. 



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317 



1 Holy Ghost, with light divine, 
Shine upon this heart of mine ; 
Chase the shades of night away. 
Turn ray darkness into day. 

2 Holy Ghost, with power divine, 
Cleanse this guilty heart of mine ; 
Long hath sin, without control, 
Held dominion o'er my soul. 

3 Holy Ghost, with joy divine. 
Cheer this saddened heart of mine ; 
Bid my many woes depart, 

Heal my wounded, bleeding heart. 

4 Holy Spirit, All-divine, 

Dwell within this heart of mine ; 
Cast down every idol-throne, 
Reign supreme, and reign alone. 

318 

1 Lord, we come before Thee now, 
At Thy feet we humbly bow ; 

do not our suit disdain ; 

Shall we seek Thee, Lord, in vain ? 

2 Lord, on Thee our souls depend ; 
In compassion now descend ; 

Fill our hearts with Thy rich grace, 
Tune our lips to sing Thy praise. 

3 In Thine own appointed way 
Now we seek Thee, here we stay ; 
Lord, we know not how to go 
Till a blessing Thou bestow. 

4 Send some message, from Thy word, 
That may joy and peace afford ; 

Let Thy Spirit now impart 
Full salvation to each heart. 



319 



1 Bread of heaven, on Thee we feed, 
For Thy flesh is meat indeed ; 
Ever let our souls be fed 

With this true and living bread ! 

2 Vine of heaven. Thy blood supplies 
This blest cup of sacrifice ; 

Lord, Thy wounds our healing give, 
To Thy cross we look and live. 

3 Day by day, with strength supplied 
Through the life of Him who died, 
Lord of life, O let us be 

Rooted, grafted, built in Thee ! 



320 



1 Gracious Spirit, Dove divine, 
Let Thy light within me shine ; 
All my guilty fears remove, 
Fill me with Thy heavenly love. 

2 Speak Thy pardoning grace to me, 
Set the burdened sinner free, 
Lead me to the Lamb of God, 
"Wash me in His precious blood. 

3 Life and peace to me impart, 
Seal salvation on my heart, 
Breathe Thyself into my breast, 
Earnest of immortal rest. 

4 Let me never from Thee stray, 
Keep me in the narrow way, 
Fill my soul with joy divine, 
Keep me, Lord, forever Thine. 



321 



1 Softly now the light of day 
Fades upon my sight away ; 
Free from care, from labor free, 
Lord, I would commune with Thee ! 

2 Thou whose all-pervading eye 
Naught escapes without, within, 
Pardon each infirmity, 

Open fault and secret sin ! 

3 Soon, for me, the light of day 
Shall forever pass away : 
Then, from sin and sorrow free, 
Take me. Lord, to dwell with Thee ! 

322 

1 Come, my soul, thy suit prepare, 
Jesus loves to answer prayer ; 
He Himself has bid thee pray, 
Therefore will not say thee nay. 

2 Lord, I come to Thee for rest, 
Take possession of my breast : 

There Thy blood-bought right maintain. 
And without a rival reign. 

3 TThile I am a pilgrim here, 
Let Thy love my spirit cheer ; 

As my guide, my guard, my friend, 
Lead me to my journey's end. 

4 Show me what I have to do, 
Every hour my strength renew ; 
Let me live a life of faith, 

Let me die Thy people's death. 



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323 



1 Son of God, to Thee I cry \ 
By the holy mystery 

Of Thy dwelling here on earth, 
By Thy pure and holy birth, 
Hear, O hear my lowly plea ; 
Manifest Thyself to me ! 

2 Lamb of God, to Thee I cry ! 
By Thy bitter agony, 

By Thy pangs to us unknown, 
By Thy spirit's parting groan, 
Hear, O hear my lowly plea; 
Manifest Thyself to me ! 

3 Lord of glory, God most high, 
Man exalted to the sky, 
With Thy love my bosom fill ; 
Prompt me to perform Thy will : 
Then Thy glory I shall see; 
Thou wilt bring me home to Thee. 



324 



1 Many woes had Christ endured, 
Many sore temptations met, 
Patient, and to pains inured ; 
But the sorest trial yet 

Was to be sustained in thee, 
Gloomy, sad Gethsemane. 

2 Came at length the dreadful night, 
Vengeance with its iron rod 
Stood, and with collected might 
Bruised the harmless Lamb of God 
See, my soul, the Saviour see 
Prostrate in Gethsemane. 

3 Here 's my claim, and here alone ; 
None a Saviour more can need ; 
Deeds of righteousness I've none ; 
Not a work that I can plead ; 
Not a glimpse of hope for me — 
Only in Gethsemane. 

4 Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, 
One Almighty God of love, 
Praised by all the heavenly host, 
In Thy shining courts above, 
We poor sinners, gracious Three 
Praise Thee for Gethsemane. 



325 



[Holley.] 



1 Father, while we break this bread, 
And our Lord remember thus, 
Make us one with Him, our Head, 
Thou in Him, and He in us. 



2 While to lips with praise that glow, 
This communion cup we press, 
Holy Father, make us grow 
More like Him we thus confess. 



3 Reconciled in Christ, Thy Son, 
In whose name on Thee we call ; 
Make us perfect, all in one, 
We in Him, and Thou in all. 



326 



[Quimby.] 



Saviour, when in dust to Thee 
Low we bend the adoring knee ; 
When repentant, to the skies 
Scarce we lift our weeping eyes ; 
O by all the pains and woe 
Suffered once for man below, 
Bending from Thy throne on high, 
Hear our solemn litany ! 



2 By Thine hour of dire despair, 
By Thine agony of prayer, 
By the cross, the nail, the thorn, 
Piercing spear, and torturing scorn, 
By the gloom that veiled the skies 
O'er the dreadful sacrifice, 
Listen to our humble cry, 
Hear our solemn litany ! 



3 By Thy deep expiring groan, 
By the sad sepulchral stone, 
By the vault whose dark abode 
Held in vain the rising God, 
O from earth to heaven restored, 
Mighty, re-ascended Lord, 
Listen, listen to the cry 
Of our solemn litany I 



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327 



[Benevento.] 

1 "While with ceaseless course the sun 
Hasted through the former year, 
Many souls their race have run, 
Nevermore to meet us here : 

Fixed in an eternal state, 
They have done with all below ; 
We a little longer wait, 
But how little none can know. 

2 As the winged arrow flies 
Speedily the mark to find ; 

As the lightning from the skies 
Darts, and leaves no trace behind ; 
Swiftly thus our fleeting days 
Bear us down life's rapid stream : 
Upward, Lord, our spirits raise, 
All below is but a dream. 

3 Thanks for mercies past receive ; 
Pardon of our sins renew ; 
Teach us, henceforth, how to live 
"With eternity in view : 

Bless Thy word to young and old ; 
Fill us with a Saviour's love ; 
And when life's short tale is told, 
May we dwell with Thee above. 



1 God, most mighty, sovereign Lord, 
By the heavenly hosts adored, 
God of nations, King of kings, 
Head of all created things ; 

By Thy saints with joy confest, 
God o'er all forever blest : 
Lo ! we come before Thy throne 
In our Saviour's name alone. 

2 On our fields of grass and grain, 
Drop, Lord, the kindly rain ; 
O'er our wide and goodly land, 
Crown the labors of each hand ; 
Let Thy kind protection be 
O'er our commerce on the sea ; 
Open, Lord, Thy bounteous hand, 
Bless Thy people, bless our land. 

3 Let, Lord, our rulers be 
Men that love and honor Thee ; 
Let the powers by Thee ordained, 
Be in righteousness maintained ; 

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In the people's hearts increase 
Love of piety and peace ; 
Thus, united we shall stand, 
One wide, free, and happy land. 

4 God the Father, let Thy love 
Shine upon us from above ; 
God the Son, our Saviour, plead, 
With Thy blood, for all we need; 
God the Holy Ghost, impart 
Healing power to every heart ; 
Triune God, O hear our plea, 
Save us as we trust in Thee. 



329 



1 Thee, O Christ, we worship, bless, 
Head of all Thy Church confess ; 
Hear the praises, and the plaints, 
Of Thy needy, sighing saints. 

Let Thy blood our ransom be ; 
Save us as we trust in Thee. 
Pleading at Thy throne we stand, 
Save Thy people, bless our Land. 

2 From all public sin and shame ; 
From ambition's grasping aim ; 
From the pride that brings a fall, — 
Sins of sense whose dregs are gall : 
From the love of vanity ; 

From forgetfulness of Thee : 
From the judgments of Thy hand, 
Spare Thy people, spare our Land. 

3 From rebellion, war, and death : 
From the pestilential breath ; 
From dread famine's awful stroke ; 
From oppression's galling yoke ; 
From the earthquake's stunning blow ; 
From all public fear and woe ; 

Spare us, spare us, Lord most high, 
Hear Thy people's humble cry. 

4 By Thyself, the Source of grace ; 
By Thy Headship of our race ; 
By Thy coming from the skies ; 
By Thine awful Sacrifice ! 

By Thy reign o'er all on earth, 
For its new, and second birth : 
In Thy merits let us stand, 
Save, O Lord, and bless our Land. 



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Glorious things of Thee are spoken, 
Zion, city of our God ; 
He whose word cannot be broken, 
Formed thee for His own abode ; 
On the Rock of Ages founded, 
What can shake thy sure repose ! 
With salvation's walls surrounded, 
Thou mayst smile at all thy foes. 



2 See, the streams of living waters, 
Springing from eternal love, 
Well supply Thy sons and daughters, 
And all fear of want remove ; 
Who can faint, while such a river 
Ever flows their thirst to assuage \ 
Grace which, like the Lord the giver, 
Never fails from age to age. 



3 Round each habitation hovering, 
See the cloud and fire appear 
For a glory and a covering, 
Showing that the Lord is near : 
Thus deriving from their banner 
Light by night and shade ]py day, 
Safe they feed upon the manna 
Which He gives them when they pray. 



331 

1 Lord, with glowing heart I'd praise 
Thee 
For the bliss Thy love bestows, 
For the pardoning grace that saves me, 
And the peace that from it flows ; 
Help, O God, my weak endeavor ; 
This dull soul to rapture raise ; 
Thou must light the flame, or never 
Can my love be warmed to praise. 



2 Lord, this bosom's ardent feeling 
Vainly would my lips express ; 
Low before Thy footstool kneeling, 
Deign Thy suppliant's prayer to bless ; 
Let Thy grace, my soul's chief treasure, 
Love's pure flame within me raise ; 
And since words can never measure, 
Let my life show forth Thy praise. 



332 



Hail, my ever blessed Jesus ! 

Only Thee I wish to sing ; 

To my soul Thy name is precious, 

Thou my prophet, priest, and king ; 

O what mercy flows from heaven ! 

O what joy and happiness ! 

Love I much, I've much forgiven ; 

I'm a miracle of grace ! 



Once with Adam's race in ruin, 
Unconcerned, in sin I lay ; 
Swift destruction still pursuing, 
Till my Saviour passed that way ; 
Witness, all ye hosts of heaven, 
My Redeemer's tenderness ! 
Love I much, I've much forgiven ; 
I'm a miracle of grace 1 



Shout, ye bright angelic choir ! 
Praise the Lamb enthroned above, 
While, astonished, I admire 
God's free grace and boundless love ; 
That blest moment I received Him 
Filled my soul with joy and peace; 
Love I much, I've much forgiven ; 
I'm a miracle of grace ! 



333 



Take, my soul, thy full salvation ; 
Rise o'er sin, and fear, and care ; 
Joy to find, in every station, 
Something still to do or bear ; 
Think what Spirit dwells within Thee ! 
Think what Father's smile is thine ! 
Think what Saviour died to win thee ! 
Child of heaven, shouldst thou repine ? 



2 Haste then on from grace to glory, 
Armed by faith, and winged by prayer ; 
Heaven's eternal day 's before thee, 
God's own hand shall guide thee there ; 
Soon shall close thine earthly mission, 
Swift shall pass thy pilgrim days ; 
Hope shall change to glad fruition, 
Faith to sight, and prayer to praise. 



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334 



Psalm 148. 



1 Praise the Lord! ye heavens, adore 

Him; 
Praise Him, angels in the height ; 
Sun and moon, rejoice before Him ; 
Praise Him, all ye stars of light. 

2 Praise the Lord, for He hath spoken, 
Worlds His mighty voice obeyed ; 
Laws which never shall be broken, 
For their guidance He hath made. 

3 Praise the Lord, for He is glorious ; 
Never shall His promise fail ; 

God hath made His saints victorious, 
Sin and death shall not prevail. 

4 Praise the God of our salvation ; 
Hosts on high, His power proclaim ; 
Heaven and earth, and all creation, 
Laud and magnify His name. 



335 



1 Hark ! what mean those holy voices, 
Sweetly sounding through the skies ? 
Lo, the angelic host rejoices ; 
Heavenly hallelujahs rise. 

2 Hear them tell the wondrous story, 
Hear them chant in hymns of joy, 
" Glory in the highest, glory ! 
Glory be to God most high ! 

3 "Peace on earth, good-will from hea- 

ve'n, 
Reaching far as man is found ; 
Souls redeemed, and sin forgiven ! 
Loud our golden harps shall sound. 

4 " Christ is born, the great Anointed ; 
Heaven and earth His praises sing ! 
O receive Whom God appointed 
For your prophet, priest, and king ! 

5 " Haste, ye mortals, to adore Him, 
Learn His name, and taste His joy, 
Till in heaven ye sing before Him, 
Glorv be to God most high 1" 



336 



1 Round the Lord in glory seated, 
Cherubim and seraphim 
Filled His temple and repeated 
Each to each the alternate hymn : 

2 " Lord, Thy glory fills the heaven, 
Earth is with its fulness stored ; 
Unto Thee be glory given, 

Holy, holy, holy Lord I" 

3 Thus, Thy glorious name confessing, 
We adopt the angels' cry, 

11 Holy, holy, holy " — blessing 
Thee, the Lord our God most High ! 

4 Heaven is still with glory ringing ; 
Earth takes up the angels' cry, 

" Holy, holy, holy," singing, 

" Lord of hosts, the Lord most high." 

5 With His seraph train before Him, 
With His holy church below. 
Thus conspire we to adore Him, 
Bid we thus our anthem flow : 

6 " Lord, Thy glory fills the heaven, 
Earth is with its fulness stored ; 
Unto Thee be glorv given, 
Holy, holy, holy Lord !" 

337 

1 To the source of every blessing, 
Grateful anthems let us raise ; 
Holy joy, our souls possessing, 
Swells the tribute of our praise. 

2 Glory to th' almighty Father, 
Fountain of eternal love, 

Who, His wandering sheep to gather, 
Sent a Saviour from above. 

3 To the Son all praise be given, 
Who, with love unknown before, 
Left the bright abode of heaven, 
And our sins and sorrow bore. 

4 Equal strains of warm devotion 
Let the Spirit's praise employ ; 
Author of each pure emotion, 
Source of wisdom, peace, and joy. 

5 Thus our joyful hearts ascending, 
Glorify Jehovah's name : 

Heavenly songs with ours are blending, 
There the theme is still the same. 



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1 In the cross of Christ I glory ; 
Towering o'er the wrecks of time, 
All the light of sacred story 
Gathers round its head sublime. 

2 When the woes of life o'ertake me, 
Hopes deceive, and fears annoy, 
Never shall the cross forsake me ; 
Lo ! it glows with peace and joy. 

3 When the sun of bliss is beaming 
Light and love upon my way, 

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Joys that through all time abide. 

5 In the cross of Christ I glory ; 
Towering o'er the wrecks of time, 
All the light of sacred story 
Gathers round its head sublime. 



339 



1 Jesus, hail ! enthroned in glory, 
There forever to abide ; 

All the heavenly hosts adore Thee, 
Seated at Thy Father's side. 

2 There for sinners Thou art pleading ; 
There Thou dost our place prepare, 
Ever for us interceding, 

Till in glory we appear. 

3 Worship, honor, power, and blessing, 
Thou art worthy to receive ; 
Loudest praises without ceasing, 
Meet it is for us to give. 

4 Help, ye bright angelic spirits, 
Bring your sweetest, noblest lays ; 
Help to sing our Saviour's merits, 
Help to chant Immanuel's praise ! 



340 



Hark, the sound of holy voices 
Chanting at the crystal sea, 
Hallelujah, hallelujah, 
Hallelujah! Lord, to Thee. 



2 Multitudes which none can number, 
Like the stars in glory, stand 
Clothed in white apparel, holding 
Victor-palms in every hand. 

3 They have come from tribulation, 
And have washed their robes in blood, 
Washed them in the blood of Jesus ; 
Tried they were, and firm they stood. 

4 Gladly, Lord, with Thee they suffered, 
Gladly, Lord, with Thee they died ; 
And, by death, to life immortal 

They were born, and glorified. 

5 Now they reign in heavenly glory, 
Now they walk in golden light, 
Now they drink, as from a river, 
Holy bliss and infinite. 



341 



1 In the name of God the Father, 
In the name of God the Son, 

In the name of God the Spirit, 
One in Three, and Three in one ; 

2 In the name which highest angels 
Speak not ere they veil their face, 
Crying, Holy, holy, holy, 

Come we to this sacred place. 

3 Lo, in wondrous condescension, 
Jesus stoops from His high throne, 
Though in lively symbols hidden, 
Faith and love His presence own. 

4 When the Lord His temple visits, 
Let the listening earth be still ; 
May the Spirit's sweet indwelling 
Each believing bosom fill. 

5 Here shall highest praise be offered, 
Here shall meekest prayer be poured, 
Here, with body, soul, and spirit, 
God incarnate be adored. 

6 Holy Jesus, for Thy coming, 
May Thy love our hearts prepare ; 
Thine we fain would have them wholly, 
Enter, Lord, and tarry there. 



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342 



Love divine, all love excelling, 
Joy of heaven, to earth come down, 
Fix in us Thy humble dwelling, 
All Thy faithful mercies crown ! 
Jesus, Thou art all compassion ; 
Pure, unbounded love, Thou art ! 
Visit us with Thy salvation, 
Enter every trembling heart. 



2 Breathe, O breathe Thy loving Spirit 
Into every troubled breast ; 
Let us all in Thee inherit, 
Let us find Thy promised rest : 
Take away the love of sinning, 
Alpha and Omega be ; 
End of faith, as its beginning, 
Set our hearts at liberty. 



Come, Almighty to deliver, 
Let us all Thy life receive ! 
Suddenly return, and never, 
Never more Thy temples leave ! 
Thee we would be always blessing 
Serve Thee as Thy hosts above ; 
Pray, and praise Thee without ceasing, 
Glory in Thy perfect love. 



343 



1 Jesus spreads His banner o'er us, 
Cheers our famished souls with food, 
He the banquet spreads before us 
Of His mystic flesh and blood : 
Precious banquet, bread of heaven ! 
Wine of gladness, flowing free ! 
May we taste it, kindly given, 
In remembrance, Lord, of Thee. 



In Thy holy incarnation, 
When the angels sang Thy birth, 
In Thy fasting and temptation, 
In Thy labors on the earth, 
In Thy trial and rejection, 
In Thy suffering on the tree, 
In Thy glorious resurrection, 
May we, Lord, remember Thee. 



344 

1 Jesus, full of all compassion, 
Hear Thy humble suppliant's cry ; 
Let me know Thy great salvation ; 
See, I languish, faint, and die ; 
Guilty, but with heart relenting, 
Overwhelmed with helpless grief, 
Prostrate at Thy feet repenting, 
Send, O send me quick relief. 

2 Whither should a wretch be flying, 
But to Him who comfort gives ! 
Whither, from the dread of dying, 
But to Him who ever lives ! 

Saved ! the deed shall spread new glory 
Through the shining realms above ; 
Angels sing the pleasing story, 
All enraptured with Thy love. 



345 



Hail, Thou once despised Jesus ! 
Hail, Thou Galilean King I 
Thou didst suffer to release us ; 
Thou didst free salvation bring; 
Hail ! Thou agonizing Saviour, 
Bearer of our sin and shame ! 
By Thy merits we find favor ; 
Life is given through Thy name. 

Paschal Lamb, by God appointed, 
All our sins on Thee were laid ; 
By Almighty love anointed, 
Thou hast full atonement made ; 
All Thy people are forgiven 
Through the virtue of Thy blood ; 
Opened is the gate of heaven, 
Peace is made 'twixt man and God. 



346 



Praise the God of all creation ; 
Praise the Father's boundless love ; 
Praise the Lamb, our expiation, 
Priest and King enthroned above : 
Praise the fountain of salva'tion, 
Him by whom our spirits live; 
Undivided adoration 
To the one Jehovah qive. 



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347 



1 Sweet the moments, rich in blessings 
Which before the cross I spend, 
Life, and health, and peace possessing 
From the sinner's dying Friend. 

2 Here I'll sit, forever viewing 
Mercy's streams in streams of blood ; 
Precious drops ! my soul bedewing, 
Plead, and claim my peace with God. 

3 Truly blessed is this station, 
Low before His cross to lie, 
While I see divine compassion 
Floating in His languid eye. 

4 Here it is I find my heaven 
While upon the Lamb I gaze ; 
Here I see my sins forgiven, 
Lost in wonder, love, and praise. 



348 



1 Come, Thou fount of every blessing, 
Tune my heart to sing Thy grace ; 
Streams of mercy never ceasing, 
Call for songs of loudest praise. 

2 Jesus sought me when a stranger 
Wandering from the fold of God ; 
He, to save my soul from danger, 
Interposed His precious blood. 

3 O to grace how great a debtor , 
Daily I'm constrained to be ! 

Let that grace, Lord, like a fetter, 
Bind my wandering heart to Thee. 

4 Prone to wander, Lord, I feel it, 
Prone to leave the God I love ; 
Here 's my heart, O take and seal it, 
Seal it from Thy courts above. 



349 



1 SaviorjR, breathe an evening blessing 
Ere repose our eyelids seal ; 

Sin and want we come confessing ; 
Thou canst save and Thou canst heal. 

2 Though destruction walk around us, 
Though the arrows past us fly, 
Angel-guards from Thee surround us ; 
We are safe if Thou art nigh. 

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Darkness cannot hide from Thee ; 
Thou art He who, never weary, 
Watchest where Thy people be. 

4 Should swift death this night o'ertake 

us, 
And our couch become our tomb, 
May the morn in heaven awake us, 
Clad in bright and deathless bloom. 



350 



Psalm 127 



1 Vainly through night's weary hours, 
Keep we watch lest foes alarm ; 
Vain our bulwarks and our towers 
But for God's protecting arm. 

2 Vain were all our toil and labor, 
Did not God that labor bless ; 
Vain, without His grace and favor, 
Every talent we possess. 

3 Vainer still the hope of heaven, 
That on human strength relies ; 
But to him shall help be given, 
Who in humble faith applies. 

4 Seek we, then, the Lord's Anointed, 
He will grant us peace and rest; 
Ne'er was suppliant disappointed, 
Who to Christ his prayer addressed. 



351 



1 Light of those whose dreary dwelling 
Borders on the shades of death, 
Come, and by Thy love revealing, 
Dissipate the clouds beneath. 

2 The new heaven and earth's Creator, 
In our deepest darkness rise, 
Scattering all the night of nature, 
Pouring day upon our eyes. 

3 Still we wait for Thine appearing ; 
Life and joy Thy beams impart, 
Chasing all our fears, and cheering 
Every poor benighted heart. 

4 By Thy all-restoring merit, 
Every burdened soul release ; 
Every weary, wandering spirit 
Guide into Thy perfect peace. 



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352 



1 Gently, Lord, gently lead us 
Through this gloomy vale of tears ; 
Through the changes Thou'st decreed 
Till our last great change appears, [us, ! 4 



2 When temptation's darts assail us, 
When in devious paths we stray, 
Let Thy goodness never fail us, 
Lead us in Thy perfect way. 



3 In the hour of pain and anguish, 
In the hour when death draws near, 
Suffer not our hearts to languish, 
Suffer not our souls to fear. 

4 When this mortal life is ended, 
Bid us in Thine arms to rest, 
Till, by angel-bands attended, 
We awake among the blest. 



353 



1 In this world of sin and sorrow, 
Compassed round with every care. 
From eternity we borrow 

Hope that banishes despair. 

2 Thee, triumphant God and Saviour, 
In the glass of faith we see ; 

O assist each faint endeavor, 
Raise our earth-born souls to Thee ! 

3 Bring that awful scene before us 
Of the last tremendous day, 
When to life Thou wilt restore us ! 
Lingering ages, haste away ! 

4 Then this vile and sinful nature 
Incorruption shall put on ; 
Life-renewing, glorious Saviour. 
Let Thy gracious will be done ! 



354 



1 One there is, above all others, 
Well deserves the name of friend ; 
His is love beyond a brother's, 
Costly, free, and knows no end. 

2 Which of all our friends, to save us, 
Could or would have shed his blood 
But our Jesus died to have us 
Reconciled in Him to God. 



When He lived on earth abased, 
Friend of sinners was His name ; 
Now, above all glory raised, 
He rejoices in the same. 

O for grace our hearts to soften ! 
Teach us, Lord, at length to love S 
We, alas ! forget too often 
What a friend we have above. 



355 



1 Jesus, I my cross have taken, 
All to leave, and follow Thee ; 
Destitute, despised, forsaken, 
Thou, from hence, my all shalt be. 

2 Perish every fond ambition, 

All I've sought, or hoped, or known ; 
Yet how rich is my condition, 
God and heaven are still my own ! 

3 Let the world despise and leave me, 
They have left my Saviour too ; 
Human hearts and looks deceive me ; 
Thou art not, like them, untrue. 

4 And while Thou shalt smile upon me, 
God of wisdom, love, and might, 
Foes may hate, and friends may shun me, 
Show Thy face, and all is bright. 

5 Go then, earthly fame and treasure ! 
Come disaster, scorn, and pain ! 

In Thy service pain is pleasure, 
With Thy favor loss is gain. 

6 I have called Thee Abba, Father, 
I have stayed my heart on Thee ; 
Storms may howl and clouds may 

gather, 
A.11 must work for good to me. 



7 Man may trouble and distress me, 
'Twill but drive me to Thy breast ; 
Life with trials hard may press me, 
Heaven will bring me sweeter rest. 



I 8 O 'tis not in grief to harm me, 
While Thy love is left to me ; 
O 'twere not in joy to charm me, 

1 Were that joy unmixed with Thee. 



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356 



[Harwell.] 



1 Hark ! ten thousand harps and voices 
Sound the note of praise above ; 
Jesus reigns, and heaven rejoices; 
Jesus reigns, the God of love ; 

See, He sits on yonder throne I 
Jesus rules the world alone. 

2 Jesus, hail ! whose glory brightens 
All above and gives it worth ; 
Lord of life, Thy smile enlightens, 
Cheers and charms Thy saints on earth : 
When we think of love like Thine, 
Lord, we own it love divine. 

3 King of glory, reign forever ! 
Thine an everlasting crown ; 
Nothing from Thy love shall sever 
Those whom Thou hast made Thine 

own ; 
Happy objects of Thy grace, 
Chosen to behold Thy face. 

4 Saviour, hasten Thine appearing ! 
Bring, O bring the glorious day, 
When the awful summons hearing, 
Heaven and earth shall pass away ! 
Then with golden harps we'll sing, 
" Glory, glory, to our King !" 



357 



Psalm 91. 



1 Keep us, Lord, O keep us ever ; 
Vain our hope, if left by Thee ; 
We are Thine, O leave us never 
Till Thy glorious face we see — 

Then to praise Thee 
Through a bright eternity. 

2 Precious is Thy word of promise, 
Precious to Thy people here ; 
Never take Thy presence from us, 
Jesus, Saviour, still be near ; 

Living, dying, 
May Thy name our spirits cheer. 



358 



Psalm 91. [Flint.] 



1 Call Jehovah thy salvation, 
Rest beneath the Almighty's shade 
In His secret habitation 

Dwell, nor ever be dismayed. 

2 There no tumult can alarm thee, 
Thou shalt dread no hidden snare ; 
Guile nor violence can harm thee, 
In eternal safeguard there. 



3 He shall charge His angel-legions 
Watch and ward o'er Thee to keep ; 
Though thou walk through hostile re- 
gions, 

Though in desert wilds thou sleep. 

4 Since with firm and pure affection 
Thou on God hast set thy love, 
With the wings of His protection 
He will shield thee from above. 

5 Thou shalt call on Him in trouble, 
He will hearken, He will save ; 
Here for grief reward thee double 
Crown with life beyond the grave. 



359 



[Flint.] 

1 Come, Thou long-expected Jesus, 
Born to set Thy people free ; 
From our fears and sins release us, 
Let us find our rest in Thee. 

2 Israel's strength and consolation, 
Hope of all the earth Thou art ; 
Dear desire of every nation, 
Joy of every longing heart. 

3 Born Thy people to deliver 
Born a Child, and yet a King, 
Born to reign in us forever, 
Now Thy gracious kingdom bring. 

4 By Thine own eternal Spirit, 
Rule in all our hearts alone ; 
By Thine all-sufficient merit, 
Raise us to Thy glorious throne. 



360 



[Wilson.] 

1 Our blest Redeemer, ere He breathed 
His tender last farewell, 

A guide, a comforter bequeathed 
With us to dwell. 

2 He came sweet influence to impart, 
A gracious, willing guest, 

While He can find one humble heart 
Wherein to rest. 

3 And every virtue we possess, 
And every conquest won, 
And every thought of holiness, 
Are His alone. 

4 Spirit of purity and grace, 
Our weakness, pitying, see ; 

O make our hearts Thy dwelling-place, 
And worthier Thee. 



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361 



Look, ye saints, the sight is glorious ; 
See the Man of sorrows now 
From the fight returned victorious ! 
Every knee to Him shall bow ; 

Crown Him ! Crown Him ! 
Crowns become the Victor's brow. 

Crown the Saviour, angels, crown Him ! 
Rich the trophies Jesus brings ; 
In the seat of power enthrone Him 
While the vault of heaven rings : 

Crown Him ! Crown Him ! 
Crown the Saviour King of kings ! 

Sinners in derision crowned Him, 
Mocking thus the Saviour's claim ; 
Saints and angels crowd around Him, 
Own His title, praise His name ! 

Crown Him ! Crown Him ! 
Spread abroad the Victor's fame ! 

Hark, those bursts of acclamation ! 
Hark, those loud triumphant chords ! 
Jesus takes the highest station ; 
O what joy the sight affords ! 
Crown Him ! Crown Him ! 
King of kings, and Lord of lords ! 



362 



Glory be to God the Father ! 
Glory be to God the Son ! 
Glory be to God the Spirit ! 
Great Jehovah, Three in one : 

Glory, glory, 
"While eternal ages run ! 

Glory be to Him who loved us, 
Washed us from each spot and stain ; 
Glory be to Him who bought us 
Made us kings with Him to reign : 

Glory, glory, 
To the Lamb that once was slain ! 



Glory to the King of angels ! 
Glory to the church's King ! 
Glory to the King of nations ! 
Heaven and earth your praises bring 

Glory, glory, 
To the King of glory bring. 



Glory, blessing, praise eternal ! 
Thus the choir of angels sings; 
Honor, riches, power, dominion ! 
Thus its praise creation brings : 

Glory, glory, 
Glory to the King of kings ! 



363 



1 Angels, from the realms of glory, 
Wing your flight o'er all the earth, 
Ye who sang creation's story, 
Now proclaim Messiah's birth ; 

Come and worship, 
Worship Christ, the new-born King. 

2 Shepherds in the field abiding, 
Watching o'er your flocks by night, 
God with man is now residing ; 
Yonder shines the infant-light ; 

Come and worship, 
Worship Christ the new-born King. 

3 Saints, before the altar bending, 
Watching long in hope and fear, 
Suddenly the Lord descending, 
In His temple shall appear; 

Come and worship, 
Worship Christ the new-born King. 



364 



1 O'er the gloomy hills of darkness, 
Cheered by no celestial ray, 

Sun of Righteousness arising, 
Bring the bright, the glorious day ; 

Send the Gospel 
To the earth's remotest bound. 

2 Kingdoms wide that sit in darkness, 
Grant them, Lord, the glorious light, 
And from eastern coast to western, 
May the morning chase the night ; 

And redemption, 
Freely purchased, win the day ! 

3 Fly abroad, thou mighty Gospel, 
Win and conquer, never cease ; 
May thy lasting, wide dominion 
Multiply and still increase ; 

Sway Thy sceptre, 
Saviour, all the world around ! 



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365 



1 On the mountain's top appearing, 
Lo ! the sacred herald stands, 
Welcome news to Zion bearing, 
Zion, long in hostile lands : 

Mourning captive ! 
God Himself will loose thy bands. 

2 Has thy night been long and mournful ? 
Have thy friends unfaithful proved ? 
Have thy foes been proud and scornful, 
By thy sighs and tears unmoved ? 

Cease thy mourning ; 
Zion still is well beloved. 

3 God, thy God, will now restore thee ; 
He Himself appears thy friend ; 

All thy foes shall flee before thee ; 
Here their boasts and triumphs end : 

Great deliverance 
Zion's King vouchsafes to send. 

4 Enemies no more shall trouble ; 
All thy wrongs shall be redrest ; 

For thy shame thou shalt have double, 
In thy Maker's favor blest ; 

All thy conflicts 
End in everlasting rest ! 



366 



1 Yes, we trust the day is breaking ; 
Joyful times are near at hand ; 
God, the mighty God, is speaking 
By His word in every land : 

When He chooses, 
Darkness flies at His command. 

2 Let us hail the joyful season; 
Let us hail the dawning ray ; 

When the Lord appears there 's reason 
To expect a glorious day : 

At His presence 
Gloom and darkness flee away. 

3 While the foe becomes more daring, 
While he enters like a flood, 

God, the Saviour, is preparing 
Means to spread His truth abroad ; 

Every language 
Soon shall tell the love of God. 



God of Jacob, high and glorious, 
Let Thy people see Thy hand ! 
Let the Gospel be victorious 
Through the world in every land ; 

And the idols 
Perish, Lord, at Thy command ! 



367 



Welcome, welcome, dear Redeemer, 
Welcome to this heart of mine ; 
Lord, I make a full surrender, 
Every power and thought be Thine ; 

Thine entirely, 
Through eternal ages Thine. 



Known to all to be Thy mansion, 
Earth and hell will disappear ; 
Or in vain attempt possession, 
When they find the Lord is near. 

Shout, O Zion ! 
Shout, ye saints, the Lord is here ! 



368 



Jesus comes to souls rejoicing, 
Bringing news of sin forgiven ; 
Jesus comes in sounds of gladness, 
Lifting up our souls to heaven ; 

Hallelujah ! 
Now the gate of death is riven. 



Jesus comes in joy and sorrow, 
Shares alike our hopes and fears ; 
Jesus comes whate'er befalls us, 
Glads our hearts and dries our tears, 

Hallelujah ! 
Cheering e'en our failing years. 



Jesus comes on clouds, triumphant, 
When the heavens shall pass away ; 
Jesus comes again in glory ; 
Let us then our homage pay : 

Hallelujah ! 
Sing we " till the break of day." 



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369 



1 Lo ! He comes, with clouds descending, 
Once for favored sinners slain ; 
Thousand thousand saints attending 
Swell the triumph of His train : 

Hallelujah ! 
Jesus comes, He comes to reign. 

2 Every eye shall now behold Him, 
Robed in dreadful majesty ; 

Those who set at naught, and sold Him, 
Pierced and nailed Him to the tree, 

Deeply wailing, 
Shall the true Messiah see. 

3 Every island, sea, and mountain, 
Heaven and earth, shall flee away ; 
All who hate Him must, confounded, 
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High on Thine eternal throne ! 
Saviour, take the power and glory, 
Claim the kingdom for Thine own ! 

O come quickly ! 
Hallelujah ! come, Lord, come ! 



370 



O'er the distant mountains breaking, 
Comes the reddening dawn of day ; 
Rise, my soul, from sleep awaking, 
Rise, and sing, and watch, and pray : 

'Tis thy Saviour, 
On His bright, returning way. 

O Thou long-expected, weary 
Waits my anxious soul for Thee ; 
Life is dark, and earth is dreary, 
Where Thy light I do not see : 

O my Saviour, 
When wilt Thou return to me ! 

Long, too long, in sin and sadness, 
Far away from Thee I pine ; 
When, O when shall I the gladness 
Of Thy Spirit feel in mine ! 

O my Saviour, 
When shall I be wholly Thine ! 



4 Nearer is my soul's salvation, 
Spent the night, the day at hand; 
Keep me in my lowly station, 
Watching for Thee, till I stand, 

O my Saviour, 
In Thy bright and promised land 



371 

1 Lo ! He cometh, countless trumpets 
Wake to life the slumbering dead ; 
'Mid ten thousand saints and angels 
See their great exalted Head. 

Hallelujah ! 
Welcome, welcome, Son of God. 

2 Full of joyful expectation, 
Saints behold the Judge appear ; 
Truth and justice go before Him, 
Now the joyful sentence hear; 

Hallelujah ! 
Welcome, welcome, Judge divine ! 

3 " Come, ye blessed of my Father ! 
Enter into life and joy ; 

Banish all your fears- and sorrows ; 
Endless praise be your employ ; 

Hallelujah ! 
Welcome, welcome to the skies." 



372 



1 Hark ! the voice of love and mercy 
Sounds aloud from Calvary ; 

See ! it rends the rocks asunder, 
Shakes the earth, and veils the sky : 

" It is finished !" 
Hear the dying Saviour cry. 

2 " It is finished !" — O what pleasure 
Do these precious words afford ! 
Heavenly blessings, without measure, 
Flow to us from Christ the Lord : 

" It is finished !" 
Saints, the dying words record. 

3 Tune your harps anew, ye seraphs, 
Join to sing the pleasing theme ; 
All on earth and all in heaven, 
Join to praise Immanuel's name ! 

Hallelujah ! 
Glory to the bleeding Lamb ! 



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373 



O my soul, what means this sadness ! 
Wherefore art thou thus cast down ! 
Let thy grief be turned to gladness ; 
Bid thy restless fears begone ; 

Look to Jesus, 
And rejoice in His dear name. 



2 What though Satan's strong tempta- 

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And thy sinful inclinations 
Often fill thee with dismay ; 

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3 Though ten thousand ills beset thee 
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Jesus saith He'll ne'er forget thee, 
But will save from hell and sin ; 

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To perform His gracious word. 

4 Though distresses now attend thee, 
And thou tread'st the thorny road, 
His right hand shall still defend thee ; 
Soon He'll bring thee home to God ; 

Therefore praise Him, 
Praise the great Redeemer's name. 



374 

1 Saviour, visit Thy plantation, 
Grant us, Lord, a gracious rain ! 
All will come to desolation, 
Unless Thou return again ; 

Lord, revive us, 
All our help must come from Thee ! 



2 Keep no longer at a distance, 
Shine upon us from on high, 
Lest for want of Thine assistance, 
Every plant should droop and die. 



3 Dearest Saviour, hasten hither, 
Thou canst make them bloom again ! 
O permit them not to wither, 
Let not all our hopes be vain. 



4 Break the tempter's fatal power 
Turn the stony heart to flesh ; 
And begin from this good hour 
To revive Thy work afresh. 



375 



Guide me, Thou great Jehovah, 
Pilgrim through this barren land ; 
I am weak, but Thou art mighty ; 
Hold me with Thy powerful hand ; 

Bread of heaven ! 
Feed me till I want no more. 



Open now the crystal fountain 
Whence the healing streams do flow ; 
Let the fiery, cloudy pillar 
Lead me all my j ourney through ; 

Strong Deliverer ! 
Be Thou still my strength and shield. 

When I tread the verge of Jordan, 
Bid my anxious fears subside ; 
Death of death, and hell's destruction, 
Land me safe on Canaan's side; 

Songs of praises 
I will ever give to Thee. 



376 

1 Lord, dismiss us with Thy blessing ; 
Fill our hearts with joy and peace ; 
Let us now, Thy love possessing, 
Triumph in redeeming grace : 

O refresh us, 
Travelling through this wilderness. 



Thanks we give, and adoration, 
For Thy gospel's joyful sound; 
May the fruits of Thy salvation 
In our hearts and lives abound ; 

May Thy presence 
With us evermore be found. 



3 So, whene'er the signal 's given 
Us from earth to call away, 
Borne on angels' wings to heaven, 
Glad the summons to obey, 

May we ever 
Reign with Christ in endless day I 



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377 

1 Rejoice ! the Lord is King, 
Your Lord and King adore ; 
Mortals, give thanks and sing, 
And triumph evermore : 

Lift up your heart, lift up your voice ; 
Rejoice! again I say, Rejoice ! 

2 Jesus the Saviour reigns, 
The God of truth and love ; 
When He had purged our stains, 
He took His seat above : 

Lift up your heart, lift up your voice ; 
Rejoice ! again I say, Rejoice ! 

3 He all His foes shall quell, 
Shall all our sins destroy, 
And every bosom swell 
With pure seraphic joy : 

Lift up your heart, lift up your voice ; 
Rejoice ! again I say, Rejoice ! 

4 Rejoice in glorious hope ; 
Jesus, the Judge, shall come, 
And take His servants up 
To their eternal home : 

We soon shall hear the archangel's voice ; 
The trump of God shall sound, Rejoice ! 



378 



1 O Zion, tune thy voice, 

And raise thy hands on high ; 
Tell all the earth thy joys, 
And boast salvation nigh : 
Cheerful in God, arise and shine, 
While rays divine stream all abroad. 

2 In honor to His name, 
Reflect that sacred light, 
And loud that grace proclaim 
Which makes thy darkness bright : 
Pursue His praise till sovereign love 
In worlds above thy glory raise. 

3 There, on His holy hill, 
A brighter sun shall rise, 
And with His radiance fill 
Those fairer, purer skies : 

While round His throne ten thousand 

stars 
In nobler spheres His influence own. 



379 



1 Hark ! hark ! the notes of joy 
Roll o'er the heavenly plains, 
And seraphs find employ 

For their sublimest strains ; 
Some new delight in heaven is known ; 
Loud sound the harps around the 
throne. 

2 Hark ! hark ! the sounds draw nigh, 
The joyful hosts descend ; 

Jesus forsakes the sky, 

To earth His footsteps bend ; 

He comes to bless our fallen race ; 

He comes with messages of grace. 

3 Strike, strike the harps again, 
To great Immanuel's name ; 
Arise, ye sons of men, 

And all His grace proclaim ; 
Angels and men, wake every string, 
'Tis God the Saviour's praise we sing ! 



380 



1 We give immortal praise 
For God the Father's love, 
For all our comforts here, 
And better hopes above ; 
He sent His own eternal Son 

To die for sins that we had done. 

2 To God the Son belongs 
Immortal glory too ; 

Who bought us with His blood 
From everlasting woe : 
And now He lives and now He reigns, 
And sees the fruit of all His pains. 

3 To God the Spirit's name 
Immortal worship give, 
Whose new-creating power 
Makes the dead sinner live : 

His work completes the great design, 
And fills the soul with joy divine. 

i Almighty God, to Thee 
Be endless honors done, 
The undivided Three, 
The great and glorious One : 
Where reason fails with all her powers, 
There faithjorevails and love adores. 



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381 



1 Come, every pious heart 
That loves the Saviour's name, 
Your noblest power exert 

To celebrate His fame : 
Tell all above and all below, 
The debt of love to Him you owe. 

2 He left His starry crown, 
And laid His robes aside ; 

On wings of love came down, 
And wept, and bled, and died : 
What He endured, O who can tell, 
To save our souls from death and hell ! 

3 From the dark grave He rose, 
The mansion of the dead ; 
And thence His mighty foes 
In glorious triumph led ; 

Up through the sky the Conqueror rode, 
And reigns on high, the Saviour, God. 

4 From thence He'll quickly come, 
His chariot will not stay, 

And bear our spirits home 
To realms of endless day : 
There shall we see His lovely face, 
And ever be in His embrace. 



383 



382 



1 Welcome, delightful morn, 
Thou day of sacred rest ; 

I hail thy kind return ; 
Lord, make these moments blest ! 
From the low train of mortal toys 
I soar to reach immortal joys. 

2 Now may the King descend 
And fill His throne of grace ; 
Thy sceptre, Lord, extend, 
While saints address Thy face ; 

Let sinners feel Thy quickening word, 
And learn to know and fear the Lord. 

3 Descend, celestial Dove, 

With all Thy quickening powers ; 
Disclose a Saviour's love, 
And bless the sacred hours : 
Then shall my soul new life obtain, 
Nor Sabbaths be indulged in vain. 



1 Join all the glorious names 
Of wisdom, love, and power, 
That ever mortals knew, 
That angels ever bore — 

All are too mean to speak His worth, 
Too mean to set my Saviour forth. 

2 Great Prophet of my God, 

My tongue would bless Thy name ; 

By Thee the joyful news 

Of our salvation came : 

The joyful news of sins forgiven, 

Of hell subdued, and peace with hea- 



3 Jesus, my great High-priest, 
Offered His blood and died ; 
My guilty conscience seeks 
No sacrifice beside : 

His powerful blood did once atone, 
And now it pleads before the throne. 

4 My dear Almighty Lord, 

My Conqueror and my King ! 
Thy sceptre and Thy sword, 
Thy reigning grace I sing : 
Thine is the power ; behold, I sit 
In willing bonds beneath Thy feet. 

384 

1 Awake, ye saints, awake ! 
And hail this sacred day ; 
In loftiest songs of praise 
Your joyful homage pay ; 

Come, bless the day that God hath blest, 
The type of heaven's eternal rest. 

2 On this auspicious morn 
The Lord of life arose, 
And burst the bars of death, 
And vanquished all our foes : 

And now He pleads our cause above, 
And reaps the fruit of all His love. 

3 All hail, triumphant Lord ! 
Heaven with hosannas rings ; 
And earth, in humbler strains, 
Thy praise responsive sings : 

" Worthy the Lamb that once was slain, 
Through endless years to live and 
reign !" 



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1 Blow ye the trumpet, blow ! 
The gladly solemn sound 
Let all the nations know, 
To earth's remotest bound ! 
The year of jubilee is come ; 
Return, ye ransomed sinners, home. 

2 Jesus, our great High-priest, 
Has full atonement made ; 
Ye weary spirits, rest ; 

Ye mournful souls, be glad. 

3 Extol the Lamb of God, 
The sin-atoning Lamb ! 
Redemption by His blood, 
Through every land, proclaim. 

4 Ye who have sold for naught 
Your heritage above, 
Receive it back unbought, 
The gift of Jesus' love. 

5 Ye slaves of sin and hell, 
Your liberty receive, 
And safe in Jesus dwell, 
And blest in Jesus live. 



386 



1 To your Creator, God, 
Your great preserver, raise, 
Ye creatures of His hand, 
Your highest notes of praise : 

Let every voice proclaim His power, 
His name adore, and loud rejoice. 

2 Let every creature join 
To celebrate His Name, 
And all their various powers 
Assist the exalted theme : 

Let nature raise, from every tongue, 
A general song of grateful praise. 

3 But O from human tongues 
Should nobler praises flow ; 
And every thankful heart 
With warm devotion glow ; 
Your voices raise above the rest ; 
Ye highly blest, declare His praise. 

4 Assist me, gracious God ! 
My heart, my voice inspire ; 



Then shall I grateful join 

The universal choir. 

Thy grace can raise my heart, my tongue, 

And tune my song to lively praise. 



387 



1 Yes, the Redeemer rose, 
The Saviour left the dead, 
And o'er our hellish foes 

High raised His conquering head ; 
In wild dismay, the guards around 
Fall to the ground and sink away. 

2 To heaven the angels fly, 
The joyful news to bear; 
Hark ! as they soar on high, 
What music fills the air ! 

Their anthems say, " Jesus who bled 
Hath left the dead ; He rose to-day." 

3 Ye mortals, catch the sound. 
Redeemed by Him from hell, 
And send the echo round 

The globe on which you dwell ; 
Transported cry, " Jesus who bled 
Hath left the dead, no more to die." 

4 All hail, triumphant Lord, 
Who sav'st us with Thy blood ! 
Wide be Thy Name adored, 
Thou rising, reigning God ! 

With Thee we rise, with Thee we reign, 
And empires gain beyond the skies. 



388 



1 God is gone up on high 
With a triumphant noise ; 
The clarions of the sky 
Proclaim the angelic joys : 

Join, all on earth, rejoice and sing, 
Glory ascribe to glory's King. 

2 All power to our great Lord 
Is by the Father given ; 

By angel hosts adored, 

He reigns supreme in heaven. 

3 High on His holy seat, 

He bears the righteous sway ; 
His foes beneath His feet 
Shall sink and die away. 

4 Then shall the earth, renewed 
In righteousness divine, 
With all the hosts of God, 
In one great chorus join. 



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Psalm 121. 



1 Upward I lift mine eyes ; 
From God is all my aid ; 
The God who built the skies, 
And earth and nature made : 

God is the tower to which I fly ; 
His grace is nigh in every hour. 

2 My feet shall never slide 
And fall in fatal snares, 

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Defends me from my fears : 
Those wakeful eyes that never sleep, 
Shall Israel keep when dangers rise. 

3 No burning heats by day, 
Nor blasts of evening air, 
Shall take my health away, 
If God be with me there : 

Thou art my sun, and Thou my shade, 
To guard my head by night or noon. 

4 Hast Thou not given Thy word 
To save my soul from death 1 
And I can trust my Lord 

To keep my mortal breath : 
I'll go and come, nor fear to die, 
Till from on high Thou call me home. 



390 



Psalm 93. 



1 The Lord Jehovah reigns ; 
His throne is built on high ; 
The garments He assumes 
Are light and majesty; 

His glories shine with beams so bright 
No mortal eye can bear the sight. 

2 The thunders of His hand 
Keep the wide world in awe ; 
His wrath and justice stand 
To guard His holy law ; 

And where His love resolves to bless, 
His truth confirms and seals the grace. 

3 And can this mighty King 
Of glory condescend, 

And will He write His name, 
My Father and my Friend ! 
I love His name, I love His word ; 



391 



Psalm 84. 



1 Lord of the worlds above, 
How pleasant and how fair 
The dwellings of Thy love, 
Thine earthly temples are ! 

To Thine abode my heart aspires, 
With warm desires to see my God. 

2 O happy souls that pray 
Where God appoints to hear ! 
O happy men that pay 
Their constant service there ! 

They praise Thee still, and happy they 
That love the way to Zion's hill. 

3 They go from strength to strength, 
Through this dark vale of tears ; 
Till each arrives at length, 

Till each in heaven appears : 
O glorious seat, when God our King 
Shall thither bring- our willing feet ! 



392 



Psalm 18. 



1 The Lord Jehovah lives, 
And blessed be my rock ! 
Though earth her bosom heaves 
And mountains feel the shock, 

Though oceans rage and torrents roar, 
He is the same for evermore. 

2 The Lord Jehovah lives, 
The dying sinner's Friend ; 
How freely He forgives 
The follies that offend ! 

He wipes the penitential tear, 

Bids faith and hope the spirit cheer. 

3 The Lord Jehovah lives 

To hear and answer prayer ; 
Whoe'er in Him believes 
And trusts His guardian care, 
A Father's tender love shall know, 
Whence living streams of comfort flow. 

4 The Lord Jehovah lives 
Salvation to secure ; 
The title that He gives 
Will be forever sure ; 

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Join all my powers, and praise the Lord ! 'Tis issued from the throne of God. 



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1 Stand up, stand up for Jesus, 
Ye soldiers of the cross ! 
Lift high His royal banner, 

It must not suffer loss : 
From victory unto victory 
His army shall He lead, 
Till every foe is vanquished, 
And Christ is Lord indeed. 

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And watching unto prayer, 
Where duty calls or danger, 
Be never wanting there. 

3 Stand up, stand up for Jesus ! 
The strife will not be long ; 
This day the noise of battle, 
The next the victor's song : 
To him that overcometh, 

A crown of life shall be ; 
He with the King of Glory 
Shall reign eternally. 



394 



1 Now be the gospel banner 
In every land unfurled ; 

And be the shout — " Hosanna !" 
Reechoed through the world ; 
Till every isle and nation, 
Till every tribe and tongue 
Receive the great salvation, 
And join the happy throng. 

2 What though th' embattled legions 
Of earth and hell combine ! 

His arm, throughout their regions, 
Shall soon resplendent shine : 
Ride on, O Lord, victorious, 
Immanuel, Prince of peace ! 
Thy triumph shall be glorious, 
Thy empire still increase. 

3 Yes, Thou shalt reign forever, 
O Jesus, King of kings ! 

Thy light, Thy love, Thy favor, 
Each ransomed captive sings : 



The isles for Thee are waiting, 
The deserts learn Thy praise, 
The hills and valleys greeting, 
The song responsive raise. 



395 

1 O day of rest and gladness, 
O day of joy and light, 
O balm of care and sadness, 
Most beautiful, most bright ; 
On thee, the high and lowly, 
Through ages joined in tune, 
Sing, ir Holv, holy, holy," 
To the Great God Triune. 

I On thee, at the creation, 
The light first had its birth ; 
On thee, for our salvation 
Christ rose from depths of earth ; 
On thee, our Lord victorious, 
The Spirit sent from heaven, 
And thus on thee, most glorious, 
A triple light was given. 

3 May we, new graces gaining 
From this our day of rest, 
Attain the rest remaining 
To spirits of the blest ; 
And there, our voice upraising 
To Father and to Son, 
And Holy Ghost, be praising 
Ever the Three in One. 



396 



1 When shall the voice of singing 
Flow joyfully along ? 

When hill and valley ringing 
With one triumphant song, 
Proclaim the contest ended, 
And Him who once was slain, 
Again to earth descended, 
In righteousness to reign ! 

2 Then from the craggy mountains 
The sacred shout shall fly ; 

And shady vales and fountains 

Shall echo the reply : 

High tower and lowly dwelling 

Shall send the chorus round, 

All hallelujah swelling 

In one eternal sound. 



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"With milk and honey blest ! 
Beneath thy contemplation 
Sink heart and voice opprest ; 
I know not, O I know not 
"What social joys are there; 
What radiancy of glory, 
"What light beyond compare. 

2 They stand, those halls of Zion, 
Conjubilant with song, 

And bright with many an angel, 
And all the martyr throng. 
The Prince is ever in them ; 
The daylight is serene ; 
The pastures of the blessed 
Are decked in glorious sheen. 

3 There is the throne of David ; 
And there, from care released, 
The song of them that triumph, 
The shout of them that feast ; 
And they who with their Leader 
Have conquered in the fight, 
Forever and forever 

Are clad in robes of white. 



398 



From every earthly pleasure, 
From every transient joy, 
From every mortal treasure 
That soon will fade and die ; 
No longer these desiring, 
Upward our wishes tend, 
To nobler bliss aspiring, 
And joys that never end. 

From every piercing sorrow 
That heaves our breast to-day, 
Or threatens us to-morrow, 
Hope turns our eyes away ; 
On wings of faith ascending, 
"We see the land of light, 
And feel our sorrows ending, 
In infinite delight. 



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And pilgrims here below, 
And countless snares and dangers 
Surround the path we go ; 



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Yet there 's a rest above ; 
And onward still we're pressing, 
To reach that land of love. 



399 



1 Jerusalem the glorious ! 
The glory of the elect ! 

O dear and future vision 
That eager hearts expect ! 

2 For thee, O dear, dear country, 
Mine eyes their vigils keep ; 
For very love, beholding 
Thy happy name, they weep. 

3 O sweet and blessed country, 
Shall I e'er win thy grace ? 

O sweet and blessed country, 
Shall I e'er see thy face ? 

4 O one, O only mansion, 
O paradise of joy, 

"Where tears are ever banished, 
And smiles have no alloy ! 

5 Thy ageless walls are bonded 
"With amethyst unpriced ; 
Thy saints build up its fabric, 
The corner-stone is Christ. 

6 The cross is all thy splendor, 
The Crucified thy praise ; 
His laud and benediction 
Thy ransomed people raise. 



400 



1 To Thee, my God and Savioui, 
My heart exulting springs, 
Rejoicing in Thy favor, 
Almighty King of kings. 

I'll celebrate Thy glory, 
"With all the saints above, 
And tell the wondrous story 
Of Thy redeeming love. 

2 By Thee through life supported, 
I pass the dangerous road, 
"With heavenly hosts escorted 
Up to their bright abode ; 
There cast my crown before Thee, 
My toils and conflicts o'er, 

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401 



From Greenland's icy mountains, 
From India's coral strand, 
Where Afric's sunny fountains 
Roll down their golden sand, 
From many an ancient river, 
From many a palmy plain, 
They call us to deliver 
Their land from error's chain. 



What though the spicy breezes 
Blow soft o'er Ceylon's isle ; 
Though every prospect pleases, 
And only man is vile ! 
In vain with lavish kindness 
The gifts of God are strown ; 
The heathen, in his blindness, 
Bows down to wood and stone. 



Can we, whose souls are lighted 
With wisdom from on high — 
Can we to men benighted 
The lamp of life deny ! 
Salvation. O salvation, 
The joyful sound proclaim, 
Till each remotest nation 
Has learned Messiah's name. 



Waft, waft, ye winds, His story, 
And you, ye waters, roll, 
Till like a sea of glory 
It spreads from pole to pole ; 
Till o'er our ransomed nature 
The Lamb for sinners slain, 
Redeemer, King, Creator, 
In bliss returns to reign ! 



402 



1 Rejoice, all ye believers, 
And let your lights appear ; 
The evening is advancing, 
And darker night is near ; 
The Bridegroom is arising, 
And soon fie draweth nigh ; 
Up ! pray, and watch, and wrestle ! 
At midnight comes the cry. 



Our Hope and Expectation, 
O Jesus, now appear ; 
Arise, Thou Son so longed for, 
O'er this benighted sphere ! 
With heart and hands uplifted, 
We plead, O Lord, to see 
The day of earth's redemption, 
That brings us unto Thee ! 



403 



Psalm 72. 



Hail to the Lord's Anointed, 
Great David's greater Son ! 
Hail, in the time appointed 
His reign on earth begun ! 
He comes to break oppression, 
To set the captive free, 
To take away transgression, 
And rule in equity. 



He comes with succor speedy 
To those who suffer wrong ; 
To help the poor and needy, 
And bid the weak be strong ; 
To give them songs for sighing, 
Their darkness turn to light, 
Whose souls, condemned and dying, 
Were precious in His sight. 



He shall come down like showers 
Upon the fruitful earth. 
And love and joy, like flowers, 
Spring in His path to birth. 
Before Him on the mountains 
Shall peace, the herald, go ; 
And righteousness in fountains 
From hill to valley flow. 



For Him shall prayer unceasing 
And daily vows ascend; 
His kingdom still increasing, 
A kingdom without end ; 
The tide of time shall never 
His covenant remove ; 
His name shall stand forever, 
That name to us is Love. 



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404 



1 O sacred Head, now wounded, 
With grief and shame weighed down, 
Now scornfully surrounded 

With thorns, Thine only crown ; 

sacred Head, what glory, 
What bliss, till now was Thine ! 
Yet though despised and gory, 

1 joy to call Thee mine. 

2 What language shall I borrow 
To thank Thee, dearest Friend, 
For this Thy dying sorrow, 
Thy pity without end ! 

O make me Thine forever ; 
And should I fainting be, 
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Outlive my love to Thee ! 

3. Be near me when I'm dying, 
O show Thy cross to me ! 
And for my succor flying, 
Come, Lord, and set me free ! 
These eyes, new faith receiving 
From Jesus shall not move ; 
For he who dies believing, 
Dies safely, through Thy love. 



405 



1 O Bread to pilgrims given, 
O Food that angels eat, 

O Manna sent from heaven, 
For heaven-born natures meet ! 
Give us, for Thee long pining, 
To eat till richly filled ; 
Till, earth's delight resigning, 
Our every wish is stilled ! 

2 O Water life bestowing, 
From out the Saviour's heart ! 
A fountain purely flowing, 

A fount of love Thou art. 
O let us, freely tasting, 
Our burning thirst assuage ! 
Thy sweetness, never wasting, 
Avails from age to age. 

3 Jesus, this feast receiving, 
We Thee unseen adore ; 
Thy faithful word believing, 
We take, and doubt no more : 



Give us, Thou true and loving, 
On earth to live in Thee ; 
Then, death the veil removing, 
Thy glorious face to see ! 



406 



1 Lord Jesus, by Thy Passion 
To Thee I make my prayer ; 
Thou who in mercy smitest, • 
Have mercy, Lord, and spare. 
O wash me in the fountain 
That floweth from Thy side ; 

clothe me in the raiment 
Thy Blood hath purified. 

2 O hold Thou up my goings, 

And lead from strength to strength, 
That unto Thee in Zion 

1 may appear at length. 
O make my spirit worthy 

To join that ransomed throng; 

teach my lips to utter 
That everlasting song. 

3 O give that last, best blessing 
That even saints can know : 
To follow in Thy footsteps 
Wherever Thou dost go. 

Not wisdom, might, or glory, 

1 ask to win above ; 

I ask for Thee, Thee only, . 
O Thou Eternal Love ! 



407 



1 I know no life divided, 

Lord of life, from Thee; 
In Thee is life provided 
For all mankind, for me : 

1 know no death, O Jesus, 
Because I live in Thee ; 

Thy death it is which frees us 
From death eternally. 

2 I fear no tribulation, 
Since, whatsoe'er it be, 
It makes no separation 
Between my Lord and me. 

If Thou, my God, my Teacher, 
Vouchsafe to be my own, 
Though poor, I shall be richer 
Than monarch on his throne. 



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94 



408 



1 Rise, my soul, and stretch thy wings, 
Thy better portion trace ; 
Rise from transitory things 
Towards heaven, thy native place. 
Sun and moon and stars decay; 
Time shall soon this earth remove ; 
Rise, my soul, and haste away 
To seats prepared above. 



Rivers to the ocean run, 
Nor stay in all their course; 
Fire, ascending, seeks the sun; 
Both speed them to their source ; 
So a soul that 's born of God, 
Pants to view His glorious face, 
Upward tends to His abode, 
To rest in His embrace. 



Fly me, riches, fly me, cares, 
Whilst I that coast explore ; 
Flattering world, with all thy snares, 
Solicit me no more ! 
Pilgrims fix not here their home ; 
Strangers tarry but a night ; 
When the last dear morn is come, 
They '11 rise to joyful light. 



Cease, ye pilgrims, cease to mourn, 
Press onward to the prize ; 
Soon our Saviour will return, 
Triumphant in the skies : 
Yet a season, and you know 
Happy entrance will be given, 
All our sorrows left below, 
And earth exchanged for heaven. 



409 



[Leconey.] 



Lamb of God, whose bleeding love 
We now recall to mind, 
Send the answer from above, 
And let us mercy find. 
Think on us who think on Thee ; 
Every burdened soul release ; 
O remember Calvary, 
And bid us go in peace ! 



2 By thine agonizing pain, 
And bloody sweat, we pray, 
By thy dying love to man, 
Take all our sins away. 
Burst our bonds and set us free, 
From our crime and guilt release ; 
O remember Calvary, 
And bid us go in peace ! 



Let Thy blood, by faith applied, 
The sinner's pardon seal ; 
Speak us freely justified, 
And all our sickness heal ; 
By Thy passion on the tree, 
Let our griefs and troubles cease. 
O remember Calvary, 
And bid us go in peace. 



Can we ever hence depart 
Till Thou our wants relieve ! 
Write forgiveness on our heart, 
And all Thine image give. 
Still our souls shall cry to Thee, 
Till renewed by holiness. 
O remember Calvary, 
And bid us go in peace. 



410 



[Leconey.] 



Time is winging us away 
To our eternal home ; 
Life is but a winter's day, 
A journey to the tomb ; 
Youth and vigor soon will flee, 
Blooming beauty lose its charms ; 
All that 's mortal soon will be 
Enclosed in death's cold arms. 



2 Time is winging us away 
To our eternal home ; 
Life is but a winter's day, 
A journey to the tomb ; 
But the Christian shall enjoy 
Health and beauty soon above ; 
Far beyond the world's alloy, 
Secure in Jesus' love. 



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411 



1 I lay my sins on Jesus, 
The spotless Lamb of God ; 
He bears them all, and frees us 
From the accursed load. 
I bring my guilt to Jesus, 
To wash my crimson stains 
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Till not a spot remains. 



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His right hand me embraces, 
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I love the name of Jesus, 
Immanuel, Christ, the Lord ; 
Like fragrance on the breezes 
His name abroad is poured. 



412 



1 Lord of the vast creation, 
Support of worlds unknown, 
Desire of every nation ! 
Behold us at Thy throne ; 
We come for mercy crying, 
Through Thine atoning blood ; 
And on Thy grace relying, 
We seek each promised good. 



2 We bless the condescension 

That brought Thee down to earth ; 

Of which the seers made mention, 

Who prophesied Thy birth. 

We celebrate the glory 

That marked Thy wondrous way, 

And own the joyful story 

That claims this hallowed day. 



3 O when shall Thy salvation 
Be known through every land, 
And men, in every station, 
Obey Thy great command ! 
In God's own Son believing, 
From sin may they be free ; 
And gospel-grace receiving, 
Find life and peace in Thee. 



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Sometimes a light surprises 
The Christian while he sings ; 
It is the Lord who rises 
With healing in His wings. 
When comforts are declining, 
He grants the soul again 
A season of clear shining, 
To cheer it after rain. 



2 In holy contemplation, 
We sweetly then pursue 
The theme of God's salvation, 
And find it ever new. 
Set free from present sorrow, 
We cheerfully can say, 
Let the unknown to-morrow 
Bring with it what it may, 



3 It can bring with it nothing, 
But He will bear us through ; 
Who gives the lilies clothing 
Will clothe His people too. 
Beneath the spreading heavens, 
No creature but is fed, 
And He who feeds the ravens 
Will give His children bread. 



Though vine nor fig-tree neither 
Their wonted fruit should bear. 
Though all the fields should wither 
Nor flocks nor herds be there, 
Yet God the same abiding^ 
His praise shall tune my voice, 
For while in Him confiding, 
I cannot but rejoice. 



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96 



414 



Come, Thou Almighty King, 
Help us Thy name to sing, 

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Father all-glorious, 
O'er all victorious, 
Come, and reign over us, 

Ancient of Days ! 

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Love and adore. 



415 



1 Rise, glorious Conqueror, rise 
Into Thy native skies ; 

Assume Thy right ; 
And where in many a fold 
The clouds are backward rolled, 
Pass through those gates of gold, 

And reign in light ! 

2 Victor o'er death and hell, 
Cherubic legions swell 

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Praises all heaven inspire, 
Each angel sweeps his lyre, 
And waves his wings of fire, 

Thou Lamb once slain ! 

3 Enter, Incarnate God ! 

No feet but Thine have trod 
The serpent down ; 



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And take Thy crown 1 



416 



1 Glory to God on high ! 
Let heaven and earth reply, 

Praise ye His name ! 
His love and grace adore, 
"Who all our sorrows bore 
And sing for evermore : 

Worthy the Lamb ! 

2 All they around the throne, 
Cheerfully join in one, 

Praising His name : 
"We, who have felt His blood 
Sealing our peace with God, 
Sound His dear name abroad : 

"Worthy the Lamb ! 

3 Join, all ye ransomed race, 
Our Lord and God to bless ; 

Praise ye His name. 
In Him we will rejoice, 
And make a joyful noise, 
Shouting with heart and voice 

Worthv the Lamb ! 



417 



Psalm 150. 



Praise ye Jehovah's name, 

Praise through His courts proclaim. 

Rise and adore : 
High o'er the heavens above, 
Sound His great acts of love, 
"While His rich grace we prove 

"Vast as His power. 

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Organs, with solemn sound, 
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Filled with His name. 

3 "While His high praise ye sing, 
Shake every sounding string ; 

Sweet the accord ! 
He vital breath bestows ; 
Let every breath that flows 
His noblest fame disclose ; 

Praise ve the Lord ! 



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97 



418 



1 My faith looks up to Thee 
Thou Lamb of Calvary, 

Saviour Divine ! 
Now hear me while I pray, 
Take all my guilt away, 
let me from this day 

Be wholly Thine. 

2 May Thy rich grace impart 
Strength to my fainting heart, 

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Nor let me ever stray 

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When ends life's transient dream, 
When death's cold, sullen stream 

Shall o"er me roll, 
Blest Saviour, then, in love 
Fear and distrust remove ; 
O bear me safe above, 

A ransomed soul. 



419 



1 Shepherd of tender youth, 
Guiding in love and truth 

Through devious ways — 
Christ, our triumphant King, 
We come Thy name to sing, 
And here our children bring, 

To shout Thy praise. 

2 Thou art our only Lord, 
O all-subduing Word, 

Healer of strife : 
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That from sin's deep disgrace 
Thou mightest save our race, 

And give us life. 



3 Ever be near our side, 

Our shepherd and our guide, 

Our staff and song ; 
Jesus, thou Christ of God, 
By Thine enduring word 
Lead us where Thou hast trod; 

Make our faith strong. 

4 So now, and till we die, 
Sound we Thy praises high, 

And joyful sing! 
Let all the holy throng, 
Who to Thy church belong, 
Unite to swell the song 

To Christ our King ! 



420 



Nearer, my God, to Thee, 

Nearer to Thee ! 

Even though it be a cross 

That raiseth me, 

Still all my song shall be : 

Nearer, my God, to Thee, 

Nearer to Thee ! 

Though like the wanderer, 
The sun gone down, 
Darkness be over me, 
My rest a stone ; 
Yet in my dreams I'd be 
Nearer, my God, to Thee, 
Nearer to Thee ! 

3 There let the way appear 
Steps unto heaven ; 
All that Thou sendest me 
In mercy given ; 
Angels to beckon me 
Nearer, my God, to Thee, 
Nearer to Thee ! 

i Then with my waking thoughts 
Bright with Thy praise, 
Out of my stony griefs 
Bethel I'll raise ; 
So by my woes to be 
Nearer, my God, to Thee, 
Nearer to Thee 

5 Or if on joyful wing 
Cleaving the sky, 
Sun, moon, and stars forgot, 
Upward I fly ; 
Still all my song shall be, 
Nearer, my God, to Thee, 
Nearer to Thee. 



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98 



421 



1 My country, 'tis of thee, 
Sweet land of liberty, 

Of thee I sing : 
Land where my fathers died, 
Land of the pilgrims' pride, 
From every mountain side 

Let freedom ring ! 

2 My native country, thee, 
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Thy name I love : 
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4 Our fathers' God, to Thee, 
Author of liberty, 

To Thee we sing ; 
Long may our land be bright 
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Protect us by Thy might, 

Great God, our King ! 

422 

1 The God of harvest praise , 
In loud thanksgiving raise 

Hand, heart, and voice ! 
The valleys laugh and sing ; 
Forests and mountains ring ; 
The plains their tribute bring ; 

The streams rejoice. 

2 Yea, bless His holy Name, 
And joyous thanks proclaim 

Through all the earth ; 
To glory in your lot 
Is comely, but be not 
God's benefits forgot 

Amid your mirth. 

3 The God of harvest praise, 
Hands, hearts, and voices raise, 

With sweet accord ; 



From field to garner throng, 
Bearing your sheaves along, 
And in your harvest song 
Bless ye the Lord. 



423 



1 God bless our native land ! 
Firm may she ever stand, 

Through storm and night : 
When the wild tempests rave, 
Ruler of wind and wave, 
Do Thou our country save 

By Thy great might ! 

2 For her our prayer shall rise 
To God, above the skies ; 

On Him we wait : 
Thou who art ever nigh, 
Guarding with watchful eye, 
To Thee aloud we cry, 

God save the state ! 



424 



1 Let us awake our joys ; 
Strike up with cheerful voice ; 

Each creature, sing ; 
Angels, begin the song ; 
Mortals, the strain prolong, 
In accents sweet and strong, 

" Jesus is King." 

2 Proclaim abroad His name ; 
Tell of His matchless fame, 

What wonders done ; 
Above, beneath, around, 
Let all the earth resound, 
Till heaven's high arch rebound, 

" Victory is won." 

3 He vanquished sin and hell, 
And our last foe will quell. 

Mourners, rejoice, 
His dying love adore ; 
Praise Him, now raised in power ; 
Praise Him for evermore, 

With joyful voice. 

4 All hail the glorious day, 
When, through the heavenly way. 

Lo ! He shall come. 
While they who pierced Him wail, 
His promise shall not fail ; 
Saints, see your King prevail : 

Great Saviour, come ! 



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99 



425 



1 Brightest and best of the sons of the morning, 
Dawn on our darkness, and lend us thine aid ; 
Star of the East, the horizon adorning, 

Guide where our Infant Redeemer is laid ! 

2 Cold on His cradle the dew-drops are shining ; 
Low lies His head with the beasts of the stall ; 
Angels adore Him in slumber reclining, 
Maker, and Monarch, and Saviour of all ! 

3 Say shall we yield Him in costly devotion, 
Odors of Edom, and offerings divine ! 

Gems of the mountain, and pearls of the ocean, 
Myrrh from the forest, or gold from the mine ? 

4 Vainly we offer each ample oblation ; 
Vainly with gifts would His favor secure ; 
Richer by far is the heart's adoration ; 
Dearer to God are the prayers of the poor. 



426 



1 Ye angels, who stand round the throne, 
And view my Immanuel's face, 

In rapturous songs make Him known, 
Tune, tune your soft harps to His praise. 

2 He formed you the spirits you are, 
So happy, so noble, so good ; 
When others sunk down in despair, 
Confirmed by His power ye stood. 

3 Ye saints, who stand nearer than they, 
And cast your bright crowns at His feet, 
His grace and His glory display, 

And all His rich mercy repeat. 

4 He snatched you from hell and the 

grave, 
He ransomed from death and despair ; 
For you He was mighty to save, 
Almighty to bring you safe there. 

5 I want to put on my attire, 
"Washed white in the blood of the Lamb ; 
I want to be one of your choir, 

And tune my sweet harp to His name. 

6 I want, O I want to be there, 
"Where sorrow and sin bid adieu, 
Your joy and your friendship to share, 
To wonder and worship with you. 



427 



1 To Jesus, the crown of my hope, 
My soul is in haste to be gone ; 

O bear me, ye cherubim, up 

And waft me away to His throne I 

2 My Saviour whom absent I love, 
"Whom not having seen I adore, 
Whose name is exalted above 
All glory, dominion, and power ; 

3 Dissolve Thou these bands that detain 
My soul from her portion in Thee ; 

strike off this adamant chain, 
And make me eternally free ! 

4 When that happy era begins, 
When arrayed in Thy glories I shine, 
Nor grieve any more by my sins 
The bosom on which I recline ; 

5 O then shall the veil be removed, 
And round me Thy brightness be pour- 
ed ; 

1 shall meet Him whom absent I loved ; 
I shall see Whom unseen I adored ; 

6 And then, never more shall the fears, 
The trials, temptations, and woes 
Which darken this valley of tears 
Intrude on my blissful repose. 



100 



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100 



428 



1 Holy, holy, holy ! Lord God Almighty ! 

Early in the morning our song shall rise to Thee : 
Holy, holy, holy, merciful and mighty ; 
God in Three Persons, Blessed Trinity ! 

2 Holy, holy, holy ! all the saints adore Thee, 

Casting down their golden crowns around the glassy sea, 
Cherubim and seraphim falling down before Thee, 
"Which wert, and art, and evermore shalt be. 

3 Holy, holy, holy, though the darkness hide Thee, 
Though the eye of sinful man Thy glory may not see, 
Only Thou art holy ; there is none beside Thee 
Perfect in power, in love, and purity. 

4 Holy, holy, holy ! Lord God Almighty ! 

All Thy works shall praise Thy name, in earth, and sky, and sea ; 
Holy, holy, holy ! merciful and mighty ; 
God in Three Persons, Blessed Trinity ! 



429 



Psalm 48. 



1 O great is Jehovah, and great be His 

praise ; 
In the city of God He is King ; 
Proclaim ye His triumphs in jubilant 

lays '; 
On the mount of His holiness sing. 



430 



Psalm 100. 



1 Be joyful in God, all ye lands of the 

earth ; 
O serve Him with gladness and fear ; 
Exult in His presence with music and 

mirth, 
"With love and devotion draw near. 



2 The joy of the earth, from her beauti- 
ful height, 

Is Zion's impregnable hill ; 

The Lord in her temple still taketh de- 
light; i 

God reigns in her palaces still. 



2 Jehovah is God, and Jehovah alone, 
Creator and ruler o'er all ; 
And we are His people, His sceptre we 

own ; 
His sheep, and we follow His call. 



3 Go, walk about Zion, and measure the 3 enter His ^ with thanksgiving 



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Her walls and her bulwarks, mark well ; 
Contemplate her palaces, glorious in 

strength, 
Her towers and her pinnacles tell. 



4 Then say to your children, " Our strong- 
hold is tried ; 

This God is our God to the end ; 

His people forever His counsels shall 
guide, 

His arm shall forever defend." 



and song, 
Your vows in His temple proclaim ; 
His praise with melodious accordance 

prolong, 
And bless His adorable name. 



4 For good is the Lord, inexpressibly 
good, 
And we are the work of His hand ; 
His mercy and truth from eternity stood, 
And shall to eternitv stand. 



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431 



Eventide ; or, the Chant. 



1 Abide with me ! Fast falls the eventide ; 
The darkness deepens ; Lord, with me abide ! 
When other helpers fail, and comforts flee, 
Help of the helpless, O abide with me ! 



2 Swift to its close ebbs out life's little day ; 
Earth's joys grow dim, its glories pass away; 
Change and decay in all around I see ; 
O Thou who changest not abide with me ! 



3 I need Thy presence every passing hour ; 
What but Thy grace can foil the tempter's 

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Who like Thyself my guide and stay can be ! 
Through cloud and sunshine, O abide with me ! 



4 I fear no foe, with Thee at hand to bless ; 
Ills have no weight, and tears no bitterness : 
Where is death's sting ! where, grave, thy vic- 
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I triumph still, if thou abide with me ! 



5 Hold then Thy cross before my closing eyes ; 
Shine through the gloom, and point me to the 

skies ; 
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In life, in death, O Lord, abide with me ! 



432 



Eventide ; or, the Chant. 



1 Abide in me, O Lord, and I in Thee, 
From this good hour, O leave me nevermore ; 
Then shall the discord cease, the wound be 

healed, 
The life-long bleeding of the soul be o'er. 



2 Abide in me; o'ershadow by Thy love 
Each half-formed purpose and dark thought 

of sin ; 
Quench ere it rise each selfish, low desire, 
And keep my soul as Thine, calm and divine. 



3 As some rare perfume in a vase of clay, 
Pervades it with a fragrance not its own, 
So when Thou dwellest in a mortal soul, 
All heaven's own sweetness seems around it 
thrown. 



4 Abide in me: there have been moments blest 
When I have heard Thy voice and felt Thy 

power; 
Then evil lost its grasp ; and passion hushed, 
Owned the divine enchantment of the hour. 



5 These were but seasons beautiful and rare 
Abide in me, and they shall ever be ; 
Fulfil at once Thy precept and my prayer, 
Come, and abide In me, and I in Thee. 



433 



Sacrament. 



1 Bread of the world in mercy broken, 
Wine of the soul in mercy shed, 
By whom the words of life were spoken, 
And in whose death our sins are dead : 



2 Look on the heart by sorrow broken, 
Look on the tears by sinners shed, 
And be Thy feast to us the token 
That by Thy grace our souls are fed. 



434 



Chant. 



1 My God, my Father, | while I | stray, 
Far from my home, in | life's rough | way, 
O teach me from mv | heart to | say, 
4 k Thy | will be | done." 



2 Though dark my path, and | sad my j lot, 
Let me be still and | murmur | not, 
Or breathe the prayer di- I vinely I taught, 
"Thy | will be | done." 



3 What though in lonely I grief I I sigh 
For friends~beloved no | longer | nigh, 
Submissive would I | still re- I ply, 

"Thy | will be | done." 

4 If Thou shouldst call me | to re- | sitrn 
What most I prize, it | ne'er was | mine, 
I only yield Thee | what is I Thine ; 

"Thy | will be | done." 



5 Let but mv fainting | heart be | blest 
With Thy 'sweet Spirit | for its | gnest, 
My God, to Thee I | leave the | rest ; 
" Thy | will be | done." 



6 Renew mv will from | day to | day, 
Blend it with Thine, and'] take a- | way 
All that now makes it | hard to | say, 
"Thy | will be | done." Amen. 



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102 



435 



1 In us the hope of glory, 
risen Lord, art Thou ; 
The first-fruits of the Spirit 
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2 Yet still in dust and ashes 
Before Thy throne we kneel ; 
And in our hearts is hidden 
Thy living seal. 



3 The whole creation groaneth 
In prison-chains for Thee ; 
O rend the veil asunder, 
And set us free ! 



4 Raise up Thy holy sleepers, 
And change Thy saints on earth, 
In all, as one, revealing 
The second birth ! 



5 O come in all Thy glory, 
Our great Immanuel ! 
Come forth, our Prince and Saviour, 
With us to dwell ! 



6 Bring Thine eternal Sabbath, 
Bring Thine eternal day, 
And cause all grief and sighing 
To flee awav ! 



7 To Thee, Almighty Father, 
O Saviour, unto Thee, 
To Thee, Creator-Spirit, 
All glory be ! 



436 



1 One sweetly solemn thought 
Comes to me o'er and o'er : 
I'm nearer home to-day, 
Than I have been before ; 
Nearer my Father's house, 
Where many mansions be, 
Nearer the great white throne, 
Nearer the crystal sea, 



Nearer the bound of life, 
Where burdens are laid down, 
Nearer to leave the cross, 
And nearer to the crown ; 
But lying dark between, 
And winding through the night, 
The deep and unknown stream 
Crossed ere we reach the light. 



3 Jesus, confirm my trust ; 
Strengthen the hand of faith 
To feel Thee, when I stand 
Upon the shore of death. 
Be near me when my feet 
Are slipping o'er the brink; 
For I am nearer home, 
Perhaps, than now I think. 



437 



My days are gliding swiftly by, 
And I, a pilgrim stranger, 
Would not detain them as they fly, 
Those hours of toil and danger : * 

For O we stand on Jordan's strand, 
Our friends are passing over ; 
And just before, the shining shore 
We may almost discover. 



2 We'll gird our loins, my brethren dear, 
Our heavenly home discerning ; 
Our absent Lord has left us word, 
Let every lamp be burning ; 



3 Should coming days be cold and dark, 
We need not cease our singing ; 
That perfect rest naught can molest, 
Where golden harps are ringing ; 



4 Let sorrow's rudest tempest blow, 
Each cord on earth to sever; 
Our King says, Come, and there 's our 

home, 
Forever, O forever ! 



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103 



438 



1 Holy Ghost, the infinite ! 
Shine upon our nature's night 
With Thy blessed inward light, 
Comforter Divine ! 



2 We are sinful, cleanse us, Lord ; 
We are faint, Thy strength afford ; 
Lost, until by Thee restored, 
Comforter Divine ! 



3 Like the dew Thy peace distil ; 
Guide, subdue our wayward will, 
Things of Christ unfolding still, 
Comforter Divine ! 



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Our unutterable need, 
Comforter Divine ! 



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Earnest of our bliss on high, 
Seal of immortality, 
Comforter Divine ! 



6 Search for us the depths of God, 
Bear us up the starry road 
To the height of Thine abode, 
Comforter Divine ! 



439 



Heirs of an immortal crown, 
Heed not every foeman's frown, 
Tread the powers of darkness down, 

Through Jehovah's might : 
Though they oft in wrath arise, 
Like the tempest of the skies, 
He can fill them with surprise, 

From his heavenly height. 



2 Soldier, in the tented field 
Ply thy helmet, sword, and shield, 
Till the line of battle yield, 
And before thee flee : 



In thine armor, fearless stand, 
Girded by Jehovah's hand, 
Till within the promised land, 
He shall set thee free. 



Jesus Christ, the Eternal Son 
Glorious Leader, bids us on ; 
He the victory has won, 

We His praise prolong. 
Vanquished are the powers of hell, 
When He rose their kingdoms fell. 
Let the saints with rapture swell 

Heaven's exultant song. 



440 



Just as I am, without one plea 
But that Thy blood was | shed for | me, 
And that Thou bid'st me | come to | 
Thee, 
O Lamb of God, I come ! 



2 Just as I am, and waiting not 
To rid my soul of | one dark | blot, 
To Thee, whose blood can | cleanse 



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O Lamb of God, I come ! 



Just as I am, though tossed about 
With many a conflict, | many a | doubt. 
Fightings within, and | fears with- | 
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O Lamb of God, I come ! 



4 Just as I am, poor, wretched, blind ; 
Sight, riches, healing | of the | mind, 
Yea, all I need, in | Thee to | find, 
O Lamb of God, I come ! 



Just as I am, Thou wilt receive. 
Wilt welcome, pardon, | cleanse, re- | 

lieve ; 
Because Thy promise | I be- | lieve, 
O Lamb of God, I come ! 



6 Just as I am, Thy love unknown 
Has broken every | barrier | down, 
Now, to be Thine, yea, | Thine a- | lone, 
O Lamb of God, I come 1 



104 



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441 



1 O Paradise ! O Paradise ! 
Who doth not crave for rest ! 

Who would not seek the happy land 
Where they that loved are blest : 
Where loyal hearts and true 
Stand ever in the light, 
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2 O Paradise ! O Paradise ! 
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3 O Paradise ! O Paradise ! 
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442 



443 



1 SrxG of Jesus, sing forever 

Of the love that changes never . 
Who, or what, from Him can sever 
Those He makes His own ! 

2 With His blood the Lord hath bought 

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3 Through the desert Jesus leads them, 
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4 There they see the Lord who bought 

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Him thev serve and love. 



1 We are on our journey home. 
Where Christ our Lord is gone ; 
We shall meet around His throne, 
When He makes His people one 

In the New Jerusalem. 

2 We can see that distant home, 
Though clouds rise dark between ; 
Faith views the radiant dome, 
And a lustre flashes keen 

From the Xew Jerusalem. 

3 O glory shining far 

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O trembling morning-star 1 
Our journey 's almost done 
To the New Jerusalem. 

4 O holy, heavenly home ! 
O rest eternal there ! 
When shall the exiles come 
Where they cease from earthly care 

In the Xew Jerusalem ? 

5 Our hearts are breaking now 
Those mansions fair to see ; 
O Lord, Thy heavens bow 
And raise us up with Thee, 

To the New Jerusalem. 



444 



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1 How firm a foundation, yc saints of the Lord, 
Is laid for your faith in His excellent word ! 
What more can He say than to you He hath said, 
Who unto the Saviour for refuge hath fled ! 

2 " Fear not, I am with thee, be not dismayed, 
For I am thy God, and will still give thee aid ; 

I'll strengthen thee, help thee, and cause thee to stand, 
Upheld by my righteous, omnipotent hand. 

3 " When through the deep waters I call thee to go, 
The rivers of sorrow shall not overflow ; 

For I will be with thee thy troubles to bless, 
And sanctify to thee thy deepest distress. 

4 " When through fiery trials thy pathway shall lie, 
My grace all-sufficient shall be thy supply ; 

The flame shall not hurt thee, I only design 
Thy dross to consume, and thy gold to refine. 

5 '." E'en down to old age, all My people shall prove 
My sovereign, eternal, unchangeable love ; 

And then, when gray hairs shall their temples adorn, 
Like lambs they shall still in My bosom be borne. 

6 " The soul that on Jesus hath leaned for repose 
I will not, I will not desert to his foes ; 

That soul, though all hell should endeavor to shake, 
I'll never, no never, no never forsake." 



1 Stand fast in the faith ! 'tis the mandate of God, 
Once uttered in anguish, once written in blood ; 
From the cross of the Lord, from the throne in the sky, 
It was breathed over earth, it is uttered on high. 

2 Stand fast in the faith! there are those at thy side 
Who can vanquish the foe in his ramparts of pride ; 
Be loyal, be valiant ; thy heart to inspire, 

Lo ! the chariots of God, and the horses of fire. 

3 Stand fast in the faith ! though the conflict' is hot, 
The field hath no strife where thy Captain is not ; 
His eye is upon thee, thou hear'st what He saith : 

" Ho ! quit you like men, and stand fast in the faith." 

4 Stand fast in the faith ! though the faithless may flee, 
We will peril our all, dear Redeemer, for Thee ; 

We will stand in the conflict, assured that Thine arm 
Shall shield every soldier from peril and harm. 



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Psalm 104. 

1 O "worship the King, all glorious above, 
O gratefully sing His power and His love ; 
Our shield and defender, the Ancient of days, 
Pavilioned in splendor and girded with praise. 

2 O tell of His might, O sing of His grace, 
Whose robe is the light, whose canopy space ; 

His chariots of wrath the deep thunder-clouds form, 
And dark is His path on the wings of the storm. 

3 The earth, with its store of wonders untold, 
Almighty, Thy power hath founded of old. 
Hath stablished it fast by a changeless decree, 
And round it hath cast like a mantle the sea. 

4 Thy bountiful care what tongue can recite ! 
It breathes in the air, it shines in the light, 

It streams from the hills, it descends to the plain, 
And sweetly distils in the dew and the rain. 

5 Frail children of dust, and feeble as frail, 
In Thee do we trust, nor find Thee to fail ; 
Thy mercies how tender, how firm to the end, 
Our Maker, Defender, Redeemer, and Friend ! 

6 O measureless Might, ineffable Love ! 
While angels delight to hymn Thee above. 
The humbler creation, though feeble their lays, 
With true adoration shall lisp to Thy praise. 



1 Ye servants of God, your Master proclaim, 
And publish abroad His wonderful name ; 
The name all-victorious of Jesus extol ; 
His kingdom is glorious, and rules over all. 

2 God ruleth on high almighty to save; 
Yet still He is nigh, His presence we have ; 
The great congregation His triumph shall sing, 
Ascribing salvation to Jesus our King. 

3 " Salvation to God who sits on the throne," 
Let all cry aloud and honor the Son ; 
Immanuel's praises the angels proclaim, 

Fall down on their faces, and worship the Lamb. 

4 Then let us adore and give Him His right, 
All glory and power, and wisdom and might ; 
All honor and blessing, with angels 'above, 
And thanks never ceasing, and infinite love. 



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1 I would not live alway ; I ask not to stay 
Where storm after storm rises dark o'er the way ; 
The few lurid mornings that dawn on us here 

Are enough for life's woes, full enough for its cheer. 

2 I would not live alway ; no, welcome the tomb ; 
Since Jesus hath lain there, I dread not its gloom ; 
There sweet be my rest, till He bid me arise 

To hail Him in triumph descending the skies. 

3 Who, who would live alway, away from his God ! 
Away from yon heaven, that blissful abode 

Where the rivers of pleasure flow o'er the bright plains, 
And the noontide of glory eternally reigns : 

4 Where the saints of all ages in harmony meet, 
Their Saviour and brethren transported to greet, 
While the anthems of rapture unceasingly roll, 
And the smile of the Lord is the feast of the soul. 



1 O Thou who in Jordan didst bow Thy meek head, 
And whelmed in our sorrow, didst sink to the dead, 
Then rose from the darkness to glory above, 

And claimed for Thy chosen the kingdom of love ! 

2 Thy footsteps we follow, to bow in the tide, 

And are buried with Thee in the death Thou hast died, 
Then wake with Thy likeness to walk in the way 
That brightens and brightens to shadowless day. 

3 O Jesus, our Saviour, O Jesus, our Lord ! 

By the life of Thy passion, the grace of Thy word, 
Accept us, redeem us, dwell ever within, 
To keep, by Thy Spirit, our spirits from sin ; 

4 Till crowned with Thy glory, and waving the palm, 
Our garments all white from the blood of the Lamb, 
We join the bright millions of saints gone before, 
And bless Thee, and wonder, and praise evermore. 



1 Come, ye disconsolate, where'er ye languish ; 
Come, at the shrine of God fervently kneel ; 

Here bring your wounded hearts, here tell your anguish 
Earth has no sorrow that Heaven cannot heal. 

2 Joy of the desolate, Light of the straying, 
Hope of the penitent, fadeless and pure ; 
Here speaks the Comforter, tenderly saying, 
Earth has no sorrow that Heaven cannot cure. 

3 Here see the Bread of Life ; see waters flowing 
Forth from the throne of God, pure from above ; 
Come to the feast of love, come, ever knowing 
Earth has no sorrow but Heaven can remove. 

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1 Lead, kindly Light, amid the encircling gloom 

Lead Thou me on ; 
The night is dark and I am far from home, 

Lead Thou me on ; 
Keep Thou my feet ; I do not ask to see 
The distant scene ; one step enough for me. 

2 I was not ever thus, nor prayed that Thou 

Shouldst lead me on ; 
I loved to choose and see my path ; but now 

Lead Thou me on : 
I loved the garish day, and, spite of fears, 
Pride ruled my will. Remember not past years ! 

3 So long Thy power has blessed me, sure it still 

Will lead me on 
O'er moor and fen, o'er crag and torrent till 

The night is gone ; 
And with the morn those angel faces smile 
Which I have loved long since, and lost awhile ! 



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Great God, what do I see and hear ! 

The end of things created ! 

The Judge of man I see appear, 

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No gloomy fears their souls dismay 
His presence sheds eternal day 
On those prepared to meet Him. 



The dead which they contained before ; 
Prepare, my soul, to meet Him. 

The dead in Christ shall first arise 
At the last trumpet's sounding, 
Caught up to meet Him in the skies, 
With joy their Lord surrounding ; 



The end of things created ! 
The Judge of man I see appear, 
On clouds of glory seated. 
Beneath His cross I view the day 
When heaven and earth shall pass away, 
And thus prepare to meet Him. 



454 



1 The voice of free grace cries, Escape to the mountain ! 
For Adam's lost race, Christ hath opened a fountain; 
For sin and uncleanness and every transgression 

His blood flows most freely in streams of salvation. 
Hallelujah to the Lamb, who hath purchased our pardon, 
We'll praise Him again when we pass over Jordan ! 

2 Ye souls that are wounded, to Jesus repair, 
Now He calls you in mercy, and can you forbear ! 
Though your sins are increased as high as a mountain, 
His blood can remove them, it flows from the fountain. 

3 Now Jesus, our King, reigns triumphantly glorious ; 
O'er sin, death, and hell, He is more than victorious ; 
With shouting proclaim it, O trust in His passion, 
He saves us most freely, O glorious salvation ! 

4 With joy shall we stand when escaped to the shore ; 
With harps in our hands we'll praise Him the more ; 
We'll range the sweet plains on the bank of the river 
And sing of salvation forever and ever ! 



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1 Glory be to | God on | high, || and on earth | peace, good- | will toward | men. 

2 We praise Thee, we bless Thee, we | worship | Thee, f we glorify Thee, we give 

thanks to | Thee for | Thy great j glory, 

3 O Lord God, | heavenly | King, || God the | Father | Al- | mighty. 

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6 Thou that takest away the | sins * of the | world, | have mercy | upon | us. 

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10 Thou only, O Christ, with the | Holy | Ghost, | art most high in the | glory of | 
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1 The strain upraise of joy and praise, Alle- | lu- | ia ; || To the glory of their King 

shall the ransomed | people | sing, || Alle- | lu- | ia, | Alle- | lu- | ia. || 

2 And the choirs that | dwell on | high, || Shall re-echo | through the | sky, |] Alle- | 

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4 This is the strain, the eternal strain, the Lord Al- | mighty | loves, || Alle- | lu- | 

ia, || This is the song, the heavenly song, that Christ the |j King ap- | proves, || 
Alle- | lu- | ia. || 

5 Therefore we sing, both heart and voice a- | wak- | ing, || Alle- | lu- | ia, || And 

children's voices echo, answer | mak- | ing, || Alle- | lu- | ia. || 

6 Now from all men | be out- | poured, || Alleluia | to the | Lord, J With Alleluia | 

ever- | more, || The Son and Spirit | we a- | dore. || 

7 Praise be done to the | Three in ' One || Alle- | lu- | ia, || Alle- | lu- | ia, || Alle- 

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1 Praise | ye the | Lord. 

Praise ye the Lord from the heavens : | praise Him | in the | heights. 

2 Praise ye Him, | all His | angels : 
Praise ] ye Him, | all His | hosts. 

3 Praise ye Him, | sun and | moon : 
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Psalm 150. 

1 Praise | ye the | Lord. 

Praise God in His sanctuary ; praise Him in the | firma-ment | of His 
power. 

2 Praise Him for His | mighty | acts ; 

Praise Him according | to His | excel-lent | greatness. 

3 Praise Him with the | sound * of the | trumpet : 
Praise Him | with the | psaltery • and | harp. 

4 Praise Him with the | timbrel * and | dance : 

Praise Him with stringed | instru- | ments and | organs. 

5 Praise Him upon the | loud — | cymbals: 

Praise Him upon the | high | sounding cymbals. 

6 Let every thing that hath breath | praise the | Lord: 
Praise | ye — j the — | Lord. 

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1 O be joyful in the Lord, | all ye | lands; 

Serve the Lord with gladness, and come before His | presence | with a | song. 

2 Be ye sure that the Lord | He is | God ; 

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sheep of * His | pasture. 

3 go your way into His gates with thanksgiving, and into His | courts with \ 

praise ; 
Be thankful unto Him, and | speak good | of His | name. 

4 For the Lord is gracious, His mercy is | ever- | lasting, 

And His truth endureth from gener- | ation to | gener- | ation. 
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1 O come, let us sing un- | to the | Lord ; 

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2 Let us come before His presence | with thanks- | giving ; 
And show ourselves | glad in | Him with | psalms. 

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1 O sing unto the | Lord ■ a new | song, 
For He | hath done | marvellous | things. 

2 With His own right hand, and with His | holy | arm, 
Hath He | gotten Him- | self the | victory. 

3 The Lord declared | His sal- | vation, 

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4 He hath remembered Jlis mercy and truth toward the | house of | israel, 
And all the ends of the world have seen the sal- | vation | of our j God. ' 

5 Show yourselves joyful unto the Lord, | all ye | lands, 
Sing, re- | joice and | give — | thanks. 

6 Praise the Lord up- | on the | harp, 

Sing to the harp with a | psalm of | thanks- | giving ; 

7 With trumpets | also, and | shawms, 

O show yourselves joyful be- | fore the | Lord the | King. 

8 Let the sea make a noise, and all that | therein | is, 
The round world, and | they that | dwell there- | in. 

9 Let the floods clap their hands, and let the hills be joyful together be- 

fore the | Lord, 
For He | cometh to | judge the | earth. 
10 With righteousness shall He | judge the | world, 
And the | people | with | equity. 
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Psalm 103. 

1 Bless the Lord, | O my | soul : 

And all that is within me, | bless His | holy | Name. 

2 Bless the Lord, | O my | soul, 

And for- | get not | all His | benefits : 

3 Who forgiveth all | thine in- | iquities , 
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4 Who redeemeth thy life | from de- | struction ; 

Who crowneth thee with loving- | kindness 'and [ tender t mercies: 

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Slow to anger, and | plente- | ous in | mercy. 

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9 Like as a father | pitieth ' his | children, 

So the Lord pitieth | them that | fear — | Him. 
10 Bless the Lord, all His works, in all places of | His do- | minion ; 
Bless the Lord, | O — | my — | soul. 



1 Blessed be the Lord | God of | Israel, 

For He hath visited | and re- | deemed His | people ; 

2 And hath raised up a horn of sal- | vation | for us, 
In the house | of His | servant | David ; 

3 As He spake by the mouth of His | holy | prophets, 
Which have been J since the | world be- | gan ; 

4 That we should be saved | from our | enemies, 
And from the | hand of | all that | hate us. 

5 Glory be to the Father, and | to the | Son, 
And | to the | Holy | Ghost ; 

As it was in the beginning, is now, and | ever | shall be, 
World | without | end. A- | men. 



1 The Lord is my strength and song, 
And is become | my sal- | vation. 

2 The voice of rejoicing and salvation 
Is in the tabernacles of the righteous : 

The right | hand ■ of the | Lord ' doeth | valiantly. 

3 Open to me the gates of righteousness : 

I will go into them, and I will | praise the | Lord ; 

4 This gate of the Lord, 

Into | which the | righteous — shall | enter. 

5 I will praise Thee ; for Thou hast heard me 
And art become | my sal- | vation. 

6 O give thanks unto the Lord, for He is good ; 
For His | mer-cy en- | dureth — for- | ever. 

Glory be to the Father, and to the Son, 

And to the Holy Ghost ; 
As it was in the beginning, is now, and ever shall be, 

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1 God be merciful unto | us, and | bless us ; 
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2 That Thy way may be | known upon | earth, 
Thy saving | health a- | mong all | nations. 

3 Let the people | praise Thee, ■ O | God ; 
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Let | all the | people | praise Thee. 

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And God, even | our own | God, shall | bless us. 

1 God | shall — | bless us ; 

And all the ends of the | earth shall | fear — | Him. 

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Psalm 121. 

1 I will lift up mine eyes unto the hills, from whence | cometh ' my | help. 
My help cometh from the Lord, | which made | heaven ■ and | earth. 

2 He will not suffer thy foot to be moved : He that keepeth thee | will not | slumber. 
Behold, He that keepeth Israel shall | neither | slumber ■ nor | sleep. 

3 The Lord is thy keeper : the Lord is thy shade upon | thy right | hand. 
The sun shall not smite thee by day, | nor the | moon by | night. 

4 The Lord shall preserve thee from all evil ; He shall pre- | serve thy | soul. 

The Lord shall preserve thy going out and thy coming in from this time forth, 
and | even ■ for | ever- | more. 

Glory be to the Father, etc. 

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He maketh me to lie down in green pastures ; 
He leadeth me be- | side the | still — | waters. 

2 Here- | storethmy | soul: 

He leadeth me in the paths of righteousness | for His | name's | sake. 

3 Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will | fear no | 

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For Thou art with me, Thy rod and Thy | staff they | comfort | me. 

4 Thou preparest a table before me in the presence | of mine | enemies ; 
Thou anointest my head with oil ; | my cup | runneth | over. 

5 Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me all the | days of "my | life : 
And I will dwell in the | house of the | Lord for | ever. 



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Psalm 90. 

1 Lord, Thou hast heen our | dwelling- | place, 
In | all — | gener- | ations. 

2 Before the mountains were brought forth, or ever Thou hadst formed the | earth ■ and the 

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Even from everlasting to ever- | lasting, | Thou art | God. 

3 Thou turn est man | to de- | struction ; 

And say est, Re- | turn, ye | children ■ of | men. 

4 For a thousand years in Thy sight are but as yesterday, | when • it is | past, 
And as a | watch — | in the ] night. 

5 Thou earnest them away as with a flood ; they are | as a | sleep : 
In the morning they are' like | grass which | groweth | up. 

6 In the morning it flourisheth, and | groweth | up; 
In the evening it is cut | down, and | wither- | eth. 

7 Who knoweth the power | of Thine | anger ! 
Even according to Thy fear, | so — | is Thy | wrath. 

8 So teach us to | number ■ our | days, 
That sre may apply our | hearts — | unto | wisdom Amen. 



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1 God is our | refuge ■ and I strength, 
A very | present | help in ] trouble. 

2 Therefore will not we fear, though the | earth be I removed, 

And though the mountains be carried | into ■ the ] midst ■ of the | sea. 

3 Though t!ie waters thereof | roar ■ and be | troubled, 
Though the mountains | shake ■ with the | swelling ■ there- | of. 

4 There is a river, the streams whereof shall make glad the | city of I God, 
The holy place of the tabernacles | of the | Most — ) High. 

5 God is in the midst of her ; she | shall not ■ be | moved : 
God shall help her, | and — | that right | early. 

6 The heathen raged, the | kingdoms ■ were | moved: 
He uttered His | voice, the | earth — | melted. 

7 The Lord of | hosts is | with us ; 
The God of | Jacob | is our | refuge. 
Glory be to the Father, etc. 



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1 Oh. give thanks | unto ■ the | Lord ; 

Call upon His name ; make known His | deeds a- | mong the | people. 

2 Sing unto Him, sing | psalms ■ unto | Him : 
Talk ye of | all His | wondrous | works. 

3 Glory ye in His | holy | name ; 

Let the heart of them re- | joice, that | seek the | Lord. 

4 Seek the Lord, | and His | strength ; 
Seek His | face for- | ever- | more. 

5 Remember His marvellous works that | He hath | done, 
His wonders and | judgments | of His | mouth ; 

6 Glory ye in His | holy | name ; 

Let the heart of them re- | joice, that | seek the | Lord. 

7 Seek the Lord, | and His | strength ; 
Seek His | face for- | ever- | more. 
Glory be to the Father, and | to the | Son, 
And^| to the | Holy | Ghost; 

As it was in the beginning is now, and | ever | shall be, 
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Thou art the King of Glory, O Christ ; 

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TOPICAL INDEX 



1. GOD, Triune, 2, 336, 337, 341, 362, 380, 395, 414, 428, 455, 456, 471. 

THE FATHER, 7, 12, 65, 121, 200, 229, 252, 271, 296, 390, 392, 413, 434, 444. 
ALMIGHTY, 12, 253. 
Omniscient, 68. 
Eternal, 69, 149. 
MAKER OF HEAVEN AND EARTH, 1, 3, 4, 28, 116, 227. 

Providence of, 1, 3. 4, 7, 12, 20, 235, 255, 270, 302, 358, 389, 392, 445, 447. 
Grace of, 71, 135, 168, 185, 186, 235, 238, 248, 252, 255, 264, 270, 289, 316, 

348, 445, 454. 
Praise to, 1, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 14, 15, 16, 17, 18, 19, 21, 27, 31, 32, 33, 44, 94, 96, 
97, 108, 112, 113, 114, 115, 116, 118, 137, 144, 150, 152, 164, 192, 
227, 252, 273, 274, 289, 294, 302, 328, 331, 334, 336, 362, 380, 386, 
390, 417, 429, 447 ; 
{The following in prose,) 455, 456, 457, 458, 459, 460, 461, 462, 463, 
464, 465, 466, 467, 468, 470, 471. 
II. JESUS, 2, 16, 50, 104, 136, 151, 156, 167, 169, 170, 171, 204, 271, 332, 411, 442. 
CHRIST, HIS ONLY-BEGOTTEN SON, 
All, 140, 286, 406, 411. 
Blood of, 181, 183, 187, 454. 
Cross of, 208, 338, 347. 
Dayspring, 129, 170, 240, 297, 310. 
Example, 74, 194, 263. 
Friend, 354. 

Gratitude to, 206, 217, 218, 235, 238, 250, 331, 332. 
Helper, 86, 102, 357, 373, 406. 
In us, 47, 144, 194, 241, 244, 432. 
Interceding, 58, 339. 

King, 11, 22, 117, 119, 142, 230, 356, 361, 377, 383, 403, 424, 448, 454. 
Knocking, 87. - 

Lamb of God, 250, 345, 416, 440, 454. 

Life, 37, 57, 66, 121, 194, 198, 201, 220, 244, 312, 314, 342, 407, 435. 
Light, 103, 201, 312, 351, 452. 
Litany to, 323, 326, 409. 

Love of, 56, 86, 100, 111, 218, 243, 264, 316, 342, 442, 
Love to, 76, 104, 243, 332. 

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TOPICAL UNTDEX. 



Merits of, 51, 263, 345. 
Prayer to, 406, 418. 

Presence of, 47, 143, 166. 167, 169, 170, 357, 358, 374, 413, 435, 445, 448. 
Priest, 41, 37, 174, 383, 387. 
Prophet, 383. 
Redeemer. 55, 58. 
Refuge, 203, 255, 303. 
Rest, 201. 

Righteousness, 45, 51, 214. 
Rock, 256, 299, 316. 

Saviour, 41, 172, 173, 187, 217, 381, 418. 
Shepherd, 9S, 184, 258, 267, 307, 315, 450. 
Substitute, 183, 187, 214, 250. 
Sympathizer, 174. 
Truth, 198. 

Union with. 241, 296, 407. 
Way, 110, 198. 
OUR LORD, 30, 40, 66, 154, 406, 412, 

III. WHO WAS CONCEIVED BY THE HOLY GHOST, BORN OF THE VIRGIN 

MARY, 38, 122, 123, 126, 128, 165, 206, 226, 278, 335, 363, 379, 455. 
Epiphany, 35, 300, 425. 
Transfiguration, 54. 
Triumphal Entry, 23. 

IV. SUFFERED UNDER PONTIUS PILATE, 88, 89, 324, 404. 

WAS CRUCIFIED, DEAD, AND BURIED ; HE DESCENDED INTO HELL, 73, 
90, 187, 295, 298. 299, 313, 347, 372, 409. 
V. THE THIRD DAY HE ROSE AGAIN FROM THE DEAD, 55, 59, 120, 141, 275, 

277, 279, 287, 387. 
VI. HE ASCENDED INTO HEAVEN, 37, 95, 118, 131, 275, 284, 285, 361, 388, 415. 

AND SITTETH AT THE RIGHT HAND OF GOD THE FATHER, 11, 16, 21, 
22, 24, 30, 34, 55, 117, 119, 339. 

VII. FROM THENCE HE SHALL COME, 11. 17, 121, 123, 124, 129, 268, 282, 283, 304, 

356, 359, 369, 370, 371, 377, 396, 402. 408, 424, 435, 453. 
TO JUDGE THE QUICK AND THE DEAD, 11, 91, 92, 213, 215, 371, 453. 

VIII. THE HOLY GHOST. 

Invoked, 24, 63, 99, 101, 177, 178, 254, 257, 317, 419. 
The Life Giver, 72, 101, 220, 320, 435. 
Comforter, 72, 438, 451. 
Guide, 63, 72, 438, 452. 
Sanctifier, 251, 342, 360, 438. 

Wno spake by the Prophets, 26, 52, 70, 155, 193, 195, 219, 237. 
IX. THE HOLY CATHOLIC CHURCH, 37, 70, 107, 133, 139, 146, 229, 230, 234, 239, 
249, 330, 365, 430. 

The House of God, 17, 31, 46, 65, 80, 107, 132, 134, 139, 146, 147, 148, 228, 
234, 252, 269, 270, 271, 391, 429. 
THE COMMUNION OF SAINTS, 79, 97, 121, 126, 138, 212, 229, 242, 245, 261, 265. 
In Worship: 

Opening, 80, 148. 
Closing, 83, 103, 225, 376. 

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TOPICAL INDEX. 



The Lard's Supper, 41, 57, 88, 188, 189, 199, 202, 261, 262, 269, 319, 325, 

341, 343, 405, 433, 451. 
Holy Baptism, 77, 183, 450. 
Prayer, 64, 80, 83, 109, 111, 125, 143, 179, 180, 196, 197, 200, 203, 208, 

209, 211, 234, 251, 256, 318, 322, 352, 406, 412, 418, 420. 

Praise, 97, 125, 130, 142, 217, 221, 222, 229, 272, 273, 274, 336, 337, 378, 381, 

414, 416, 442, 448, 454, 456. 

Morning, 29, 44, 67, 68, 106. 147, 210, 240, 297, 310, 311. [472. 

Evening, 44, 49, 53, 59, 67, 68, 75, 106, 175, 243, 260, 309, 321, 349, 431, 

The Lord's Day, 43, 48, 120, 134, 232, 236, 271, 293, 301, 305, 306, 311, 

382, 384, 395. 
Anniversary Days, 25, 61, 62, 137, 276, 292, 294, 327, 422. 
National Days, 105, 137, 276, 328, 421, 423. 
In Work; Dedication, 4. 

The Christian Pilgrimage, 145, 158, 204, 251, 280, 288, 322, 333, 338, 352, 

357, o75, 400, 436, 443. 
The Christian Conflict, 13, 40, 64, 102, 127, 157, 158, 208, 223, 224, 245, 248, 

259, 338, 373, 393, 439, 445, 446. 
The Christian Ministry, 231. 

Christian Missions, 22, 38, 117, 119, 129, 216, 225, 281, 304, 364, 366, 394, 396, 
401, 403. 
Invitation, 308, 385, 451. 
Contrition, 84, 85, 86, 93, 329, 344, 440. 
Confession, 36, 39, 42, 50, 60, 190, 411. 
Consecration, 148, 241, 243, 244, 245, 355, 367, 440. 
X. THE FORGIVENESS OF SINS, 40, 45, 51, 52, 58, 59, 60. 64, 65, 111, 130, 154, 181, 

201, 203, 214, 248, 250, 286, 296, 299, 309, 312, 
316, 332, 333, 338, 344, 345, 346, 372, 373, 409, 
411, 418, 440, 445, 454, 455. 
XI. THE RESURRECTION OF THE BODY, 

(Death and,) 36, 69, 78, 81, 82, 205, 207, 247, 266, 410, 449. 
XIL THE LIFE EVERLASTING, 66, 296, 353. 
Heaven, 24, 159, 162, 176, 289. 
Inhabitants of, 138, 291, 340. 

Anticipated, 36, 43, 44, 121, 143, 164, 166, 191, 246, 259, 264, 398, 400, 408, 
420, 426, 427, 436, 437, 441, 443, 449. 
The New Jerusalem, 124, 160, 161, 397, 399. 

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ALPHABETICAL INDEX OF FIRST LINES. 



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Abide in me, O Lord Harriet B. Stoice. 101 

Abide with me. fast fall* the eventide Lyte. 101 

A broken heart, my God. my Kins Watts. 21 

A charge to keep I have Wesley. 57 

Again as evening shadow falls & Longfellow. US 

A glory gilds the sacred pasre Coicper. 36 

Alas ! and did my Saviour bleed ! Watts. 43 

All hail the power of Jesus' name Perronet. 23 

Amazing grace, how sweet the sound Xeicton. 43 

Am I a soldier of the cross ? Watts. 36 

And did the holy and the just Steele. 42 

Angels from the realms of glory Montgomery. 82 

Angels, roll the rock away Scott. 62 

Another six days' work is done Stennett. 13 

A parting hymn we Sing Sarah F. Adams. 59 

Arise, O King of grace, arise Watts. 32 

Arise, ye people, and adore Lyte. 23 

Ask ye" what great thing Monsell. 65 

Asleep in Jesus, blessed sleep Mary Mackay. 20 

As pants the hart for cooling streams Lyte. 39 

As with gladness men of old W. C. Dix. 63 

At the Lamb's high feast we sing.. 4. R. Thompson. 61 

Awake, and sing the song ,. Hammond. 51 

Awake, my soul, and with the sun Ken. 9 

Awake, my soul, in joyful lays Medley. 26 

Awake, my soul, stretch every nerve . . .Doddtndge. 30 

Awake, my tongue, thy tribute bring. . .Xeedham. 5 

Awake, ye saints, awake Doddridge. ST 

Before Jehovah's awful throne Watts. 4 

Behold a stranger at the door Grigg. 21 

Behold the morning sun Watts. 54 

Be joyful in God, all ye lands Montgomery. 100 

Be thou exalted, O my God Watts. 4 

Be thou, O God, exalted high .... Tate tfc Brady. 4 

Blessed are the sons of God. . .Joseph Humphreys. 67 

Blessed be the Lord God of Israel (Chant.) 112 

Blessed is he. who crnnelh. (Adaptatio)i.) 123, 124, 125 

Blessed Saviour, Thee I love G. Duffield. Jr. 67 

Bless, O my soul, the living God Watts. 10 

Bless the Lord, O my soul (Chant.) 112 

Blest are the sons of peace Watts. 57 

Blest be the tie that binds Faiccett. 55 

Blest be Thy love, dear Lord Austin. 55 

Blest Comforter Divine " //." 5S 

Blow ye the trumpet Wesley. S3 

Bread of heaven, on Thee we feed Conder. 72 

Bread of the world in mercy broken Heber. 101 

Brightest and best of the sons Heber. 99 

Call Jehovah thy salvation Montgomery. SI 

Cast thy burden on the Lord 71 

Children of the heavenly Kin? Cennick. 65 

Christ, of all my hopes the ground Windham. 71 

Christ, the Lord, is risen to-day, Sons Wesley. 63 

Christ, who art the Light and Day 61 

Christ, whose glory fills the sky Wesley. 67 

Come, dearest Lord, descend Watts. 13 

Come, every pious heart Stennett. S7 

Come, gracious Spirit Simon Broicne. 17 

Come, Holy Ghost, all-quickening fire Wesley. 24 

Come, Holy Spirit, come Hart. 53 

Come, Holy Spirit. Dove divine Judson. 19 

Come. Holy Spirit, heavenly dove Watts. 41 

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Come, let us join our cheerful songs Watts. 29 

Come, let us join our friends above Wesley. 30 

Come, Lord, and tarry not Boiia'r. 60 

Come, my soul, thy suit Xetcton. 72 

Come, O my soul, in sacred lays BUicklock. 7 

Come, sound His praise abroad Watts. 51 

Come, thou almighty King Wesley. 96 

Come, thou fount of every blessing Robinson. 79 

Come, thou long-expected Jesus. Wesley. SI 

Come to Calvary's holy mountain .... Montgomery. 70 

Come, we that love the Lord Watts. 52 

Come, ye disconsolate Moore. 107 

Come, ye thankful people, come Al/ord. 66 

Come, ye that love the Saviour's name Steele. 33 

Commit thou all thy griefs Gerhard. J. Wesley. 56 

Creator Spirit, by whose.. Veni, Creator, Dri/de'n. 24 

Crowns of glory ever bright Kelly. 64 

Dear refuge of my weary soul Steele. 46 

Dear Saviour, we are thine Doddridge. 55 

Deep in our hearts let us Watts. 21 

Descend from heaven, immortal Dove Watts. 8 

Dismiss us with Thy blessing, Lord Hart. 20 

Early, my God, without delay Watts. 48 

Eternal source of every joy Doddridge. 16 

Eternal Spirit, we confess Watts. 18 

Fading, still fading 115 

Far as Thy name Watts. 54 

Father, whate'er of earthly bliss Steele. 45 

Father, while we break this bread Pierpont. 73 

For all Thy saints. O Lord Mant. 60 

Forever with the Lord ..... Montgomery. 56 

From all that dwell below the skies ... Watts. 7 

From every earthly pleasure Eliel Davis. 01 

From every stormy wind that blows Stowell. 26 

From Greenland's icy mountains Heber. 92 

From the cross, uplifted Haweis. 67 

Gently, Lord, O gently Hastings. SO 

Give me the wings of faith Watts. 32 

Give thanks to God, He reigns above Watts. 7 

Give to our God immortal praise Watts. 6 

Glorious things of Thee are spoken Xeicton. 75 

Glory be to God on high (Citant.) 109 

Glory be to God the Father Bonar. S2 

Glory to God on high Allen. 96 

Glory to Thee, my~God, this night Ken. 14 

God "be merciful unto us ( Chant.) 113 

God bless our native land J.S. Dicight. 9S 

God in his earthly temple lays Watts. 26 

God in the Gospel of His Son Beddome. 14 

God is gone up on high Wesley. S8 

God is our refuse and strength ... (Chant) 1 14 

God is the refuge of His saints Watts. IS 

God most mighty, sovereign Lord Harba ugh. 74 

God moves in a mysterious way Conper. 27 

God, my supporter and my hope Watts. 35 

God of mercy. God of grace Lyte. 68 

God of the sunlight hours 40 

Grace, 'tis a charming sound Doddridge. 53 

Gracious Spirit, Dove divine Stacker. 72 

Great God, attend while Zion sings Watts. 10 



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Great God, how infinite art Thou Watts. 27 

Great God, indulge my humble claim Watts. 17 

Great God, let all our tuneful Heginbotham. 8 

Great God, to Thee my evening song Steele. 16 

Great God, we sing that mighty Doddridge. 16 

Great God, what do I see Ringwald, Colly er. 108 

Great God, whose universal sway Watts. 10 

Great is the Lord our God Watts. 52 

Great One in Three, Great Three in One 4 

Guide me, O Thou William Williams. 85 

Hail, my ever-blessed Jesus Winarore. 75 

Hail, the day that sees Him rise Wesley. 61 

Hail, thou once despised Jesus Bakeicell. 78 

Hail to the Lord's Anointed Montgomery. 92 

Hark! the notes of joy 86 

Hark ! ten thousand harps and voices Kelly. 81 

Hark ! that shout of rapturous joy Kelly. 64 

Hark ! the glad sound, the Saviour Doddridge. 31 

Hark ! the herald angels sing Wesley. 63 

Hark ! the song of jubilee Montgomery. 64 

Hark ! the sound of holy voices Wordsicorih. 77 

Hark ! the voice of love and mercy Evans (?). 84 

Hark ! what mean those holy voices Cowper. 76 

Hasten, Lord, the glorious time Lyte. 63 

He lives, the great Redeemer lives Steele. 15 

Heirs of an immortal Hastings. Wardicell. 103 

Heralds of creation, cry Montgomery. 62 

He reigns, the Lord, the Saviour reigns Watts. 6 

High in yonder realms of light Baffles. 05 

Holy, holy, holy, Lord God Almighty Ueber. 100 

Holy Gho"st, the Infinite 103 

Holy Ghost, with light divine Reed. 72 

How beauteous are their feet Watts. 72 

How blest the righteous, when Barbauhl . 20 

How blest the sacred tie Barbaidd. 20 

How charming is the place Stennett. 53 

How did my heart rejoice to hear Watts. 34 

How firm a foundation, ye saiuts Keith (?). 105 

How gentle God*s commands Doddridge. 58 

How happy every child of grace Wesley. 33 

How pleasant, how divinely fair Watts. 13 

How precious is the book divine Fawcett. 44 

How sweet and awful is the place Watts. 46 

How sweet, how heavenly is the sight Su-a in. 43 

How sweet the name of Jesus sounds Nexcton. 40 

How sweet to leave the world awhile Kelly. 20 

If human kindness meets return Noel. 43 

I heard the voice of Jesus Bonar. 46 

I know no life divided 93 

I know that my Redeemer lives Medley. 15 

I lay my sins on Jesus Bonar. 93 

Til praise my Maker with my breath Watts. 23 

I love, I love Thee. Lord most high Xavier. 19 

I love Thy kingdom. Lord T. Dtcight. 57 

I love to steal a while, away P. II. Br o ten. 41 

I'm not ashamed to own my Lord Watts. 36 

In all my Lord's appointed ways Ryland. 36 

In the cross of Christ I glory Boicring. 77 

In the name of God the Father Ilewett. 77 

In this calm, impressive hour Hastings. 70 

In this world of tin and sorrow 80 

In us the hope of glory Eddis. 102 

It came upon the midnight clear Sears. 3S 

It is not death to die Malan, Bethune. 56 

I've found the pearl of greatest price Mason. 33 

I will lift up mine eyes {Chant.) 113 

I would not live alway Muhlenberg. 107 

Jehovah reigns, He dwells in light Watts. 5 

Jehovah reigns. 11 is throne is hitrh Watts. 5 

Jerusalem, my happy Vrbs beata, " F. P. B" 37 

Jerusalem the golden Bernard, Neale. 91 

Jerusalem the glorious Bernard, Neale. 91 

Jesus, and shall it ever be Grigg. 14 

Jesus, at whose supreme command Wesley. 45 

Jesus Christ is risen to-day 63 

Jesus comes to souls rejoicing Thrina. S3 

Jesus, enthroned and glorified Z. Eddy. 50 

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Jesus, full of all compassion Turner. 78 

Jesus, hail ! enthroned in glory Bakeicell. 77 

Jesus, I love Thy charming Doddridge. 46 

Jesus, I live to Thee Harbaugh. 55 

Jesus, immortal King, arise Seymour. 28 

Jesus, I my cross have taken Lyte. 80 

Jesus invites His saints Watts. 59 

Jesus, lover of my soul Wesley. 69 

Jesus, lover of my soul {Adaptation.) 116 

Jesus, my all, to heaven is gone Cenniek. 26 

Jesus, my Lord, my God, my all Faber. 25 

Jesus my Shepherd is Bonar. 60 

Jesus shall reign where'er the sun Watts. 8 

Jesus spreads His banner o'er us P. Hart. 78 

Jesus, these eyes have never seen . . Ray Palmer. 39 

Jesus, the very thought Bernard. Casicall. 39 

Jesus, Thou art the sinner's friend Burnham. 43 

Jesus. Thou joy of loving Bernard, Palmer. 15 

Jesus, Thy blood and Zinzendorf, J. Wesley. 13 

Jesus, Thy boundless love Gerhard, J. Wesley. 24 

Jesus, Thy boundless love to me (L. 31.) " 15 

Join all the srlorious names Watts. 87 

Joy to the world, the Lord is come Watts. 29 

Just as I am, without one plea . . Charlotte Elliott. 103 

Keep silence, all created things Watts. 27 

Keep u s, Lord, O keep us ever 81 

Kingdoms and thrones to God belong Watts. 26 

Lamb of God, whose dying love Wesley. 94 

Lead, kindly light Neicman. 108 

Let all the earth their voices raise Watts. 23 

Let us awake our joys Kingsbury. 98 

Let us with a gladsome mind Milton. 65 

Lisht of life, seraphic fire Wesley. 71 

Light of light, enlighten me.Sehmolk, Winkicorth. 70 

Light of the lonely pilgrim's heart Denny. 30 

Light of those whose dreary Toplady. 79 

Like Israel's host, to exile driven Ware. 25 

Lo ! he comes with clouds descending Wesley. 84 

Lo! he cometh, countless trumpets Cenniek. 84 

Lo ! on a narrow neck of land Wesley. 49 

Lo 1 what a glorious sight appears Watts. 29 

Long as I live I'll bless Thy name Watts. 38 

Look, ye saints, the sight is slorious Kelly. 82 

Lord, dismiss us with Thy blessing Shirley. S5 

Lord, from earthly cares set free 69 

Lord, in the morning Thou shalt hear Watts. 34 

Lord Jesus, by Thy passion IJeermann. 83 

Lord of the vast creation John Bulmar. 95 

Lord of the worlds above Watts. S9 

Lord, Thou hast been our (Chant.) 114 

Lord, Thou hast searched and seen me Watts. 18 

Lord, we come before Thee now Hammond. 72 

Lord, when we bend before T. D. Carlyle. 45 

Lord, with glowing heart I'd praise Thee Key. 75 

Loud hallelujahs to the Lord Watts. 7 

Love divine, all love excelling Wesley. 78 

Majestic sweetness sits enthroned S. Stennett. 40 

Make haste, O God. my soul Spurgeon. 22 

Many woes had Christ endured Hart. 73 

Meekly in Jordan's holy Toplady. 79 

Morning breaks upon the tomb Collyer. 65 

Must Jesus bear the cross alone G. N. Allen. 47 

My countrv, 'tis of thee S. F. Smith. 98 

My days are gliding swiftly by Kelson. 102 

My dear Redeemer and my Lord Watts. 19 

My faith looks up to Thee Ray Palmer. 97 

My God, how endless is Thy love Watts. 17 

My God, how wonderful Thou art Faber. 35 

My God, my Father, blissful name Steele. 45 

My God, my Father, while Charlotte Elliott. 101 

My God, my King, Thy various praise Watts. 9 

My God, permit my tongue Watts. 57 

My God. the spring of all my jovs Watts. 33 

My God, Thy boundless love I praise //. More. 50 

My never-ceasing song shall show Watts. 32 

My Saviour, my almighty Friend Watts. 34 

My soul, be on'thy guard Heath. 52 



INDEX OF FIRST LINES. 



137 



Nearer, my God, to Thee Sarah F. Adams. 97 

No more, my God, I boast no more Watts. 14 

Not all the blood of beasts Watts. 57 

Now begin the heavenly theme Longford. 63 

Now be my heart inspired to sing Watts. 10 

Now be the gospel banner Hastings. 90 

Now from labor and from care Hastings. 70 

Now I resolve with all my heart Steele. 12 

Now to the Lord a noble "song Watts. 7 

Now to the Lord who makes us know Watts. 12 

O be joyful in the Lord (Chant.) 110 

O bless the Lord, my soul Montgomery. 53 

O bow Thine ear. Eternal Anon. 4 

O bread to pilgrims given esca, Palmer. 93 

O come, let us sing (Chant.) Ill 

O come, loud anthems Tate & Brady. 7 

O could I speak the matchless worth Medley. 50 

O could our thoughts and wishes fly Steele. 44 

O day of rest and gladness Wordsworth. 90 

O'er the distant mountains breaking Monsell. 84 

O'er the gloomy hills W. Williams. 82 

O for a closer walk with God Coicper. 41 

O for a heart to praise my God Wesley. 44 

O for a thousand tongues to sing Wesley. 82 

O give thanks unto the Lord (Chant.) 114 

O great is Jehovah Montgomery. 100 

O happv day that stays my choice Doddridge. 12 

O how I love Thy holy law Watts. 44 

O Jesus, King, most Bernard, Casicall. 35 

O Jesus, Thou the beauty art. .Bernard, Casicall. 86 

O Lord of Hosts, whose glory . . '"ffy. An. & Mod.'''' 72 

O Love divine, how sweet thou art Wesley. 50 

O mother, dear Jerusalem Urbs beata. 37 

O my soul, what means this sadness ! Faiccett. 85 

One sweetly solemn thought Phoebe Cary. 102 

One there is above all others Neicton. SO 

On Jordan's stormy banks J. Stennett. 33 

On the mountain-top appearing Kelly. S3 

O Paradise, O Paradise Faber. 104 

O render thanks to God above Tate & Brady. 10 

O sacred Head. . .Bernard, Gerhard. Alexander. 93 

O Saviour, who for m:m Coffin, Chandler. 11 

O sing unto the Lord a new song (Chant.) Ill 

O sweetly breathe the lyres above. . .Pay Palmer. 16 

O Thou who hear'st the prayer Toplady. 49 

O Thou who in .Ionian did'st bow Thy meek head. 107 

O Thou whose tender mercy hears Steele. 43 

Our blest Redeemer, e'er He breathed Auber. 81 

Our God, our help in ages past Watts. 35 

Our Lord is risen from the dead Wesley. 23 

O what amazing words Medley. 42 

O what if we are Christ's Baker. 56 

O where shall rest be found Montgomery. 59 

O wondrous type ! Celestisformam, Xeale. 15 

O worship the" King, all-glorious Grant. 106 

O Zion, tune thy voice Doddridge. 86 

Plunged in a gulf of dark despair Watts. 47 

Praise, everlasting praise be paid Watts. 5 

Praise the Lord, His glories show Lyte. 62 

Praise the Lord, ye heavens adore Him. ...Mant. 76 

Praise to God. immortal Anna L. Barbauld. 66 

Praise ye Jehovah s name Goode. 96 

Praise ye the Lord, praise God (Chant.) 110 

Praise ye the Lord, praise ye (Chant.) 110 

Prayer is the soul's sincere desire. . .Montgomery. 41 

Raise your triumphant songs Watts. 52 

Rejoice, all ye believers.. . .Laurenti, Borthwicke. 92 

Rejoice, the* Lord is King Wesley. 86 

Ride on. ride on in majesty Milman. 8 

Rise, glorious Conqueror, rise Milman. 96 

Rise, my soul, and stretch thy wings.. . .Seagrave. 94 

Rock of ases. cleft for me Toplady. 63 

Round the Lord in glory seated Mant. 76 

Safely through another week Newton. 63 

Salvation, O the joyful sound Watts. 30 



PAGE 

Saviour, again to thy dear Name."/7?/. An. & Mod." 117 
Saviour, breathe an evening blessing. . .Ed.meston. 79 

Saviour, when in dust to Thee Grant. 

Saviour, who Thy flock art feeding.. .Muhlenberg. 

Saviour, visit Thy plantation Newton. 

See Israel's gentle shepherd stand Doddridge. 

Servant of God, well done Montgomery. 

Shepherd, with Thy tenderest love 

Shepherd of tender youth. Clemens Alexandrinus. 

Shine on our land. Jehovah, shine Watts. 

Show pity, Lord, O Lord, forgive Watts. 

Sing of Jesus, sing forever Felly. 104 

Sing to the Lord, ye distant lands Watts. 29 

Softly now the light of day Doane. 72 

Soldiers of Christ, arise Wesley. 51 

Sometimes a light surprises Neuton. 95 

Songs of praise the angels sang Montgomery. 62 

S»n"of God, to Thee I cry Mant. 73 



Stand fast in the faith. 



Brown. 105 



Stand up and bless the Lord Montgomery. 51 

Stand up, my soul, shake off thy fears Watts. 6 

Stand up, stand up for Jesus Duffield. 90 

Sun of my soul. Thou Saviour dear Keble. 19 

Sweet is the work, my God, my King Watts. 13 

Sweet is the work, O Lord Lyte. 54 

Sweet peace of conscience Ileginbotham. 17 

Sweet Saviour, bless us e'er we go Faber. 25 

Sweet the moments, rich Allen, Shirley. 79 

Swell the anthem, raise the song N. Strong. 62 

Swell the anthem (Adaptation.) 122 

Take, mv soul, thy full salvation Lyte. 

That day of wrath, that dreadful Walter Scott. 

The day is past and gone 11"//;. J. blew. 

The eternal gates lift up C. F. Alexander. 

Thee we adore, eternal Lord Watts. 

Thee. O Christ, we worship Harbaugh. 

The God of harvest, praise Mo?itgomery. 

The heavens declare Thy glory, Lord Watts. 

The Lord descended from above Sternhold. 

The Lord, how wondrous are His ways Watts. 

The Lord is my strength and song (Chant.) 

The Lord is King, lift np thy voice Conder. 

The Lord is my shepherd (Adaptation ) 126, 

The Lord is my shepherd (Chant.) 

The Lord is my strength and sons ( Chant.) 

The Lord is my strength. .(Adaptation.) 119. 120, 

The Lord Jehovah lives Hastings. 

The Lord Jehovah reigns; His throne Watts. 

The Lord Jehovah reigns. Let all Watts. 

The Lord my pasture shall prepare Addison. 

The Lord my shepherd is Watts. 

The Lord of glory is my lisrht Watts. 

The Lord our God is full of might Kirke White. 

The Lord will come, the earthshall Heber. 

The morning purples all the sky. J. A'. Thompson. 

There is a fountain filled with blood Cowper. 

There is a land of pure delight Watts. 

There is an hour of peaceful rest Tappan. 

The Saviour, O what endless charms Steele. 

The strain upraise.. . Godesealcus, Neale (Chant.) 

The voice of free grace Thoruby. 

The whole creation groans and waits 

Thine earthly Sabbaths, Lord Doddridge. 

This is the day the Lord hath made Watts. 

Thou art the way ; to Thee alone Doane. 

Thou lovely source of true delight Steele. 

Thou only sovereign of my heart Steele. 

Thou who art enthroned above Sandys. 

Thou who art our Father 

Through all the changing Tate & Brady. 

Through everv asre. eternal God Watts., 

Thy name, almighty Lord Watts. 

Thy will be done (Chant.) 

Time is winging us away Burton. 

'Tis finished— so the Saviour cried Stennett. 



75 
22 
59 
81 
28 
74 
98 
9 

27 

18 

112 

6 

127 

118 

112 

121 

B9 



Tis midnight: and on Olive's brow Tappan. 

Watts. 



To God, the only wise 

To Jesus, the crown of my hope 



Cowper, 



42 
87 

41 
40 
109 
108 
2S 
12 
2S 
45 
89 
17 
69 
61 
44 
IS 
51 
104 
'.'4 
22 
22 
54 
9 j 



138 



INDEX OF PSALMS. 



PAGE 

To Thee, my God. my Saviour Ilaweis. 91 

To the source of every blessing Bathwrst. 70 

To thy pastures fair and large Merrick. 76 

To Thy temple I repair Montgomery. 61 

To us a Child of hope is born Montgomery. 31 

To your Creator God Steele. SS 

To Zion's hill 1 lift mine eyes Tate <& Brady. 35 

Upward I lift mine eyes Watts. 89 

Vainly through night's weary hours Lyte. 79 

"Watchman, tell us of the night Bowring. 69 

We are on our journey home. . . . Charles Beecher. 104 

"We give immortal praise Watts. 86 

Welcome, delightful morn Hayioard. 87 

Welcome, sacred day of rest William Brown. 66 

Welcome, sweet day of rest Watts. 53 

Welcome, welcome, dear Redeemer 83 

"We lift our hearts to Thee J. Wesley. 54 

We praise Thee, O God {Chant.) 115 

What are these in bright array ! Montgomery. 66 

What shall I render to my God! Watts. 34 

What sinners value I resign Watts. 11 

When all Thy mercies, O my God Addison. 48 

When gathering clouds around I view Grant. 24 

When I can read my title clear Walts. 87 

When I survey the woudrous cross Watts. 19 



PAGB 

When Jordan hushed his waters Campbell. 11 

When, Lord, to this our western land 49 

When marshalled on the nightly Kirke White. 11 

When on Sinai's top I see Montgomery. 71 

When overwhelmed with grief. Watts. 58 

When shall the voice of singing 90 

When sins and fears prevailing rise Steele. 12 

When streaming from the eastern Shrubsole. 25 

When Thou, my righteous Judge . . . Huntingdon. 49 

While now upon this Sabbath Anon. 14 

While shepherds watched Tate t& Brady. 38 

While Thee I seek Helen M. Williams. 48 

While with ceaseless course the sun Neicton. 74 

Why do we mourn departing friends Watts. 47 

Why should our tears " 47 

Why should we start and fear Watts. 20 

With all my powers of heart and tongue Watts. 6 

With broken heart and contrite.... Anon. 21 

With glory clad Tate <& Brady. 5 

With joy we hail the sacred day Lyte. 31 

With joy we meditate the grace Watts. 40 

With willing hearts we tread S. F. Smith. 59 

Ye angels who stand round Be, Fleury. 99 

Ye servants of God, your Master Wesley. 106 

Yes, the Redeemer rose Doddridge. 88 

Yes, we trust the day is breaking Kelly. 83 

Your harps, ye trembling saints Toplady. 60 



IKDEX OF PSALMS. 



Psalm H™ 

V lflf 

XVII....... 36 

XVIII "3.892 

XIX... 26,28,237 

XXIII 98, 182, 258, 315, 450, 467 

XXIV 9J 

XXVII 13| 

XXXIV 192 

YT JT IfaO 

xlv" ':::.:.'.'.'.' v.v. 23, 30, no 

XLVI... ™,469 

XLVI1 H 8 

XLVIII. v.".'.'.'.. '.'.'• 228,239,429 

LI 84 

LV... 255 

LVII 5 

t VT 2ob 

TYTir 65,210,252 

ufvn:::::::::. ::::::.. 137,302,460 

LXVIII 108 

S::::::::: 22,34,403 

LXXIII •••-•• 150 

LXXXIV M »,$'8n 

LXXXVII 1J7.330 

LXXXIX !">.!•*> 

xc I 49 ' 4b8 



Psalm Hymn 

XCI 357, 358 

XCII . 44 

XCIII '. '. '. '. '. . '. .... '. '. '. '. '. '. '. '. '. '. '. '. . . . . . 6, 10, 270, 390 

XCV 17, 227, 461 

XCVI 96,123 

XC VII 7, 11, 12 

XC VIII 122, 461 

XCIX 230 

C 1, 3, 4, 430, 459 

CIII 32,161,235, 462 

CIV 447 

CVI 33 

CVII 20 

CXVI 148 

CXVII 21,225 

CXVIII 120,256 

CXIX 193 

CXXI 153, 389, 406 

CXXII 146, 269 

CXX VII 350 

CXXXII 139 

CXXXVI 14,290 

CXXXVII 249 

CXXXVIII 15 

• CXLV 27,142 

CXLVI 94 

CXLVIII 18, 273, 334, 457 

CL 274,417,458 



ALPHABETICAL INDEX OF TUNES. 



NAME. PAGE. 

Abby 45 

Adaline 55 

Adams 6 

Adoration 66 

Adrian 58 

Advent 37 

Ahira 54 

Albert 64 

Alexandria 23 

Allen 53 

All Hail 28 

All Saints 18 

America 98 

Amsterdam 94 

Ames 26 

Antioch 29 

Anvern 7 

Ariel 50 

Arlington 43 

Ashford 17 

Aspiration 85 

Athens 39 

Autumn 75 

Avon 43 

Bacon 96 

Balerma 39 

Barber 55 

Baxter 102 

Beethoven 13 

Beethoven, No. 2.... 18 

Belina 116 

Belvidere 32 

Bemerton 40 

Benediction 25 

Benevento 74 

Bentley 93 

Bethany 97 

Bethune 14, 24 

Beulah 66 

Boardman 40 

Bowdoin Square 36 

Bowen 17 

Boylston 55 

Bradford 27 

Brainerd 59 

Brattle Street 48 

Braden 57 

Bretby 6 

Bright 35 

Brodhead 78 

Brown 30 

Brownell 24 

Burnap 42 

Butler 65 

Cecilia 46 

Chester 45 

Chestnut St. Chant. . . 38 

China 47 

Christmas 32 

Church 46 

Christmas Hymn 86 

Clarke 88 

Cochran 10S 

Colchester . 34 

Come ye disconsolate 107 

Compassion SO 



METRE. AUTHOR. 

C. M "Psaltery." 

S. M Steibelt 

L. M James Flint. 

1s(D)... u HarpqfZion." 

S. M George Ileics. 

CM " Mod. Harp." 

S. M ...H.W. Greatorex. 

7s (D) G. Kinqsley. 

O. M Mozart. 

S. M 

C. M. Chant.. Bradbury. 

L.M W. Knapp. 

6s & 4s Purcell. 

7s & 6s James Kares. 

L. M "Car. Sac" 

C. M Handel. 

L. M Dr. Mason, arr. 

C. P. M Dr. Mason. 

C. M Arne. 

L. M C. Zeuner. 

8s 7s & 4s " 

CM U. C. Burnap. 

8s & 7s (D) Spanish. 

C M.. Scottish. 

6s & 4s . . . .James Flint. 

C M Scottish. 

S. M ..Mozart. 

6s U. C. Burnap. 

L. M Beethoven. 

L. M 

7s ( D) Cramer. 

CM " Psaltery." 

C. 11.... H.W. Greatorex. 
L. M. (6 I.). U. C. Burnap. 

7s (D) SWebbe. 

7s & 6s J. Hullah. 

6s & 4s Dr. Mason. 

L. M. (6 1.). U. C. Burnap. 

7s ( D) E. Ives, arr. 

C M Devereau. 

CM C. Zeuner 

L. M Haydn. 

S. M Dr. Mason. 

CM Handel. 

S. M James Flint. 

C M. (D) Pleyel. 

S. M . . . . W. B. Bradbury. 

L. M A. Lovoff. 

CM. (D) Thalberg. 

8s & 7s (D) . U. C. Burnap. 
C.M....W.B. Bradbury. 

L. M. (61.) Haydn. 

CM Joseph Barnby. 

7s Franz. 

O. M Flint. 

CM Dr. Hastings. 

CM C. Zeuner. 

CM Swan. 

CM Handel. 

CM J. P. Holbrook. 

H. M "Mod. Harp." 

H. M Seb.Bach. 

10s & 4s. . . U. C. Burnap. 

CM A. Williams. 

lis &10s Webbe. 

Ss&7s U.S. Willis. 



NAME. PAGE. 

Consolation 80 

Coronation 28 

Cowper 42 

Creation 9 

Daniel 12 

Darwell's S6 

Dedham 33 

Demarest 74 

Denfield 36 

Dennis 58 

Devonshire 106 

Dewitt 27 

Doon 99 

Doremus 75 

Dort 96 

Duke Street 9 

Duty 59 

Dwight 16 

Easter 63 

Ellery 74 

Eliza 32 

Ellen 62 

Ellisema 95 

Ellsworth 34 

Emareve 19 

Emily 36 

Erpinsham 85 

Eventide lfil 

Eventide Chant "101 

Federal Street 21 

Ferguson 53 

Flint 65, 81 

Flora 31 

Forest 26 

Francis 44 

Frederick 107 

Geer 45 

Genung 102 

Germany IS 

Golgotha 84 

Good News 62 

Goshen 105 

Gospel Banner 90 

Grace 15,24 

Grandeur 5 

Gratitude 15 

Greenville 78 

Greenwood 56 

Grostette 4 

Haddam 89 

Hamburg 22 

Hanchett 70 

Hancock Street 60 

Harriet 117 

Harwood 50 

Harwell 81 

Havdn 56 

Haydn's Hymn 83 

Hendon 65 

Henry 81 

Hermon 85 

Herz 19 



METRE. AUTHOR. 

8s & 7s G. Kingsley. 

CM O.Holden. 

C M Dr. Mason. 

L. M. (D) Haydn. 

L. M Fr. Schubert. 

II. M . . . . Rev. J. Darwell. 
C M. William Gardiner. 

7s (D) U. C. Burnap. 

CM Glaser. 

S. M II. G. Nageti. 

10s & lis. . . Prof, yorton. 

CM XT. C. Burnap. 

lis & 10s (D).^l. Harvey. 
8s&7s(D)....?7. C. Bur- 
nap, arr. 

6s & 4s Dr. Mason. 

L.M J. L.Hatton. 

S. M Tuckerman. 

L. M Weber. 

[ 

7s G. W. Warren! 

6s 8s & 4s. Jas. Flint, arr. 

CM Barnby. 

7s James Flint. 

7s &, 6s Steggall. 

G M G. Kingsley. : 

L. M Mozart.' 

C.M.."Hy.An.<&Mod." 

8s 7s & 4s ' 

10s W. II. Monk. 



L.M H.K. Oliver. 

8. M G. Kingsley. 

7s & 8s & Is,. James Flint. 

CM U. C. Burnap. 

L. M A. Chapin. 

CM., Dr. Hodges. 

lis G. Kingsley. 

CM..... H.W. Greatorex. 

7 6,74 U. C. Burnap. 

L. M Beethoven. 

8s 7s & 4s. . . G. Kingsley. 

7s (D) Rossini. 

lis German. 

7s & 6s 

L. M. (&}.)... G. Kingsley. 

L.M J. B. Dykes. 

L. M Dr. Hastings. 

8s & 7s (D) Rousseau. 

S.M G.F.Root. 

L.M... ..H.W. Greatorex. 

H. M Dr. 3Iason. 

L. M Gregorian. 

7s (6 1.).. 31. W. Hanchett. 

S. M C. Zeuner. 

L. M. (D) Cramer. 

C.P.M Ilanoood. 

Ss 7s & 7s Dr. Mason. 

S. M Haydn. 

8s 7s & 4s " 

7s Charles Malan. 

CM S B.Pond 

C M Dr. Mason 

L.M //. Herz 



IINTDEX OF TUNES. 



NAME. 



PAGE. METRE. 



Holley - 73 

Horton 72 

Hotliam G9 

Howes 87 

Hosanna 31 

Hungcrford 23 

Hursley 19 

Illinois 49 

Indiana 66 

Italian Hymn 96 

Italy 91 



AUTHOR. 

7s (6 1.) George Hews. 

7s S. von Hot tense. 

7s (D) Dr.Madan. 

H. M P. C. Burnap. 

C M C. Zeuner. 

L. P. M Mendelssohn. 

L. M German. 

C P. M Isaac Taylor. 

7s (D) Donizetti. 

6s & 4s F. Giardini. 

7s & 6s Bellini. 



Jacobsen 72 7s... 

James 13 L. M 

Jenner 91 

Joy 7 



0. P. Jacobsen. 

James Flint. 

7s & 6s IF. L. Jenner. 

L.M R. S. Willi.-. 



Jubilate 87 H. M P. C Bitmap. 

Just as I am 103 Cbant ..W. B. Bradbury. 



Kempton 14 

Kimball 11 

Kingston 76 

Kirkdale 54 

Laban 52 

Lament 22 

Last Beam 115 

Leconey 94 

Lenox 88 

Letitia 7 

Lockwood . 52 

Lovejoy 68 

Loving Kindness ... 26 

Lucaine 48 

Luther's Hymn 1U8 

Luton 6 

Lyons . 106 

Mabic 41 

Maitland... 47 

Manheim 76 

Mankin 25 

Manoah 43 

Martha 99 

Martyn 69 

Mayer : 30 

Mendon 10 

Mendebras 92 

Meribah 49 

Merritt 47 

Merwin 82 

Messiah 67 

Middletown 60 

Migdol 11 

Miletus 29 

Missionary Chant ... 5 

Missionary Hymn ... 92 

Morris 52 

Mount Auburn 71 

Mount Calvary 73 

Mozart 63 

Naomi 45 

Nearer to Thee 97 

Nelson 80 

Nettleton 79 

Newcourt 23 

New-Haven 97 

New-Patmos 35 

Northfield 29 

Nuremburg 70 

Oaksville 36 

Octavius 8 

Old Hundred 4 

Olivet 97 

Olmutz 59 

Ortonville 40 



L. M James Flint. 

L. M P. V. Burnap. 

8s & 7s C. Zeuner. 

S. M Samuel Webbe. 

S. M Dr. Mason. 

L. M James Flint. 

P. M Anon. 

7s & 6s Tim. Leconey. 

H. M Edson. 

L. M " TonarV 

S.M James Flint. 

7s (61.) Bamby. 

L. M Western Air. 

CM. (D) Flotow. 

8s & 7s (Pec.)..M. Luther. 

L.M G. Burder. 

10s & lis Haydn. 

C. M Bamby. 

C. M Allen. 

8s & 7s Beethoven. 

L.M.(61) "Hy.An.&Mod." 

C. M Rossini. 

8s M. W.Hanchett. 

7s (D) Marsh. 

CM Mayer. 

L. M English. 

7s & 6s German. 

C.P.M Br. Mason. 

CM P. C. Burnap. 

8s, 7s & 4s.. H. H. Beadle. 
7s (H) . . . G. Kingsley, arr. 
S. M. . . . "' 

L. M Br. Mason* arr. 

CM C. Zeuner. 

L.M 

7s & 6s Dr. Mason. 

S. M P. C. Burnap. 

7s C. Zeuner. 

7s (61.) Rosenmuller. 

7s (D) Mozart. 

CM Dr. Mason. 

Chant.. IT. B. Bradbury. 
8s & 7s.... 7. P. Holbrook. 
8s & 7s (D).Dr. Nettleton. 

L. P. M H.Bond. 

6s & 4s Dr. Hastings. 

CM C. Zeuner. 

C M higalls. 

7s (61.) J.S.Bach. 

CM C. Zeuner. 

L.M G.F. Root. 

L. M . . . . William Franc. 

6s & 4s Dr. Mason. 

S. M 

CM Dr. Hastings. 



NAME. PAGE. 

Paraclete 103 

Paradise 104 

Park Street 8 

Parting Hymn 11T 

Pascal 103 

Passion 93 

Piatt 98 

Portugal 13 

Portuguese Hymn... 105 
Prince 25 



Quimby 73 

Rathbun 77 

Regent Square 83 

Reliance 79 

Rest 20 

Retreat 26 

Reunion 71 

Rich 37 CM.. £7". C. Burnap'* arr 

Rockingham 12 L. M Dr. Mason 

Rock of Ages 68 7s (6 1.) Dr. Hastings 



METUE. ATJTHOB. 

7s & 5s . . . . P. C. Burnap. 
8s & 6s (Pec.) 

L. M Venua. 

P.M... "By. An. & Mod." 
Ss&tis....F.J. Hopkins. 

7s & 6s German. 

6s &4s B. &F. 

L. M T. Thorley. 

10s & lis J. Reading. 

L. M. (61.) .. Mendelssohn. 

7s. (D)."Hy.An. &Mod." 

8s & 7s J. Corikey. 

8s, 7s & 4s. Sir //. Smart. 

8s&7s R.S. Willis. 

L.M....W. B. Bradbury. 

L. M Dr. Hastings. 

s " Nat. Lyre." 



Root 84 

Rowe 64 

Rushton 58 

Sabbath 68 

Sacrament 101 

Samson 4 

Sanctus 100 

Scotland 108 

Seasons 16 

Seymour 61, 72 

Shade 21 

Shepherd 57 

Shining Shore 102 

Shirland 53 

Siberia 82 

Sicilian Hymn 77 

Silver Street 51 

Smyrna 78 

Solitude 22 

Song 104 

Source 77 

St. Eustace 61 

St. Thomas 54 

Staubridge 34 

State Street 56, 60 

Star of Bethlehem ... 11 

Stella 51 

Stephens 44 

Stock, well 79 

Storrs 67 

Swanwick 27 

Swift 70 

Tallis's Eve'g. Hymn 14 

Talmage 98 

Tamworth 85 

Tappan 33, 41 

TelemainTs Chant. . . 62 

Temple Place 75 

Thatcher 57 

Thaxted 38 

Thayer 20 

Thomas .... ■ .... 88 

Thompson 21 

Thy will be done.... 104 

Trent 42 

Trost 5 

Truro 8 

Vanhall's Hymn 10 

Varina 37 

Verdure 16 



s. 7s &4s....G. F. Root. 

7s (D) 

S. M Rossini. 

7s (61.) Dr. Mason. 

9s & 8s . . . E. J. Hojykins. 

L. M Handel. 

10s lis & 12s. J. B Dykes. 

12s Dr. Clarke. 

L. M Pleyel. 

7s Weber. 

L. M Donizetti. 

S.M 

8s&7s(D)....£. F. Root. 

S.M Stanley. 

8s 7s & 4s.... S. B.Pond. 

8s&7s Ralian. 

S M Smith. 

8s&7s(D) Mozart. 

L. M V. C. Taylor. 

8s & 5s German. 

8s&7s R.S. Willis. 

7s Mendelssohn. 

S. M A. Williams. 

C. M "Sac. Clioir-r 

S. M J. C. Woodman. 

Chant G. F. Root. 

S. M James Flint. 

C M Jones. 

8s & 7s D. E. Jones. 

7s (6 1.) U. C. Burnap. 

CM Lucas. 

7s(« 1.) G. Kin ashy. 

L. M Tallis. 

6s & 4s P. C. Burnap. 
8s 7s & 4s... C. Lockhart. 

CM G. Kingsley. 

7s C. Zeuner. 

8s & 7s *' 

S.M Handel. 

CM Beethoven. 

L. M. . . Clare W. Beames. 

H. M Mendelssohn. 

L. M J. Bamby. 

Chant 

C M....H. W. Great orex. 

L. M James Flint. 

L. M C. Burney. 

L. M Vanhall. 

CM. (D) G. F.Root. 

L. M Haydn. 



Wardwell 
Ware 



103 
17 



7s & 5s. 
L.M... 



P. C. Burnap. 
. . G. Kingsley. 



r^TDEX OF TUNES. 



NAME. PAGE. 

Wareham 100 

Warrior . 89 

Warwick 33 

Watchman, tell us . . 69 

Webb 95 

West 87 

Whitten 33 

Whiteland 15 

Wickham 9 

Wilmot .. 03, 76 

Willington 10 

Willis 51 

Wilson 81 



METRE. AUTHOR. 

11a & Ps English. 

II. M. . U. ft Burnap, arr. 

CM Stanley. 

7s (D) Dr. Mason. 

7s&6fl G.J. Webb. 

II. M .lime* Flint. 

CM U. 0. Burnap. 

L. M German. 

L. M James Flint. 

7s & 8s & 7s . . Weber. 

L M Williams. 

H. M R. S. Willis. 

8s 6s & 4s J. B. Dykes. 



NAME. 



PAGE. METRE. 



AUTHOR. 



Wilsopheson 

Wingate 

Wise 

Woodland 

Woodstock 48 

Wray 39 



20 L M E. Tees. 

12 L.M Haydn. 

44 CM ft Zeuucr. 

41 CM jY. D. Gould. 

CM D. Button. 

CM J/o^/rt. 



Tale 107 lis 

Yarmouth 90 7s & (is 



.U. C. B'/r >np. 
. . . Dr. M (son. 



Zerah 30 CM Dr. Mason. 

Zerviah 61, 71 7s L. T. Downs. 

Zion 83 8s 7s & is.. Dr. Hastings. 



METRICAL INDEX OF TUNES. 



L. M. 

Adams. 6 

All Saints 18 

Ames 26 

Anvern 7 

Ashford 17 

Beethoven . 13 

Beethoven, Xo. 2. 18 
Benediction (6 1.). 25 
Bethune(6 1.) .14, 24 

Bovven 17 

Bretby 6 

Brownell(6l.).... 24 

Creation 9 

Daniel. 12 

Duke Street 9 

Dwight 16 

Emareve 19 

Federal Street.... 21 

Forest 26 

Germany 18 

Grace (6 1.) 15, 24 

Grandeur 5 

Gratitude 15 

Grostette 4 

Hamburg 22 

Harriet (D.) 117 

Herz 19 

Hursley 19 

James 13 

Joy 7 

Kempton 14 

Kimball 11 

Lament 22 

Letitia 7 

Loving Kindness. 26 

Luton 6 

Mankin (6 1.) 25 

Mendon 10 

Migdol 11 

Missionary Chant 5 

Octavius 8 

Old Hundred. .... 4 

Park Street 8 

Portugal 13 

Prince (6 1.) 25 

Rest 20 

.Retreat 26 



PAGE. 

Rockingham 12 

Samson 4 

Seasons 16 

Shade 21 

Solitude 22 

Star of Bethlehem 11 
Tallis'sEvengHy.14 

Thayer 20 

Thompson 21 

Trost 5 

Truro 8 

Vanhall's Hymn.. 10 

Verdure 16 

Ware 17 

Whiteland 15 

Wickham 9 

Willington 10 

Wilsopheson 20 

Wingate 12 

L. P. M. 

Hungerford 23 

Newcourt 23 

C. M. 

Abby 45 

Advent ... 37 

Alexandria 28 

All Hail 28 

Antioch 29 

Arlington 43 

Athens 39 

Avon 43 

Balerma 39 

Belvidere 32 

Bemerton 40 

Boardman 40 

Bowdoin Square.. 36 

Bradford 27 

Brattle Street (D.) 48 

Bright (D.) 35 

Brown 30 

Burnap 42 

Cecilia 46 

Chester 46 

Chestnut St. Ch't. 33 
China 47 



PAGE. 

Christmas 32 

Church 46 

Colchester 84 

Coronation 28 

Cowper 42 

Dedham 33 

Denfield 36 

Dewitt 27 

Eliza 32 

Ellsworth 34 

Emily 36 

Flora 31 

Francis 44 

Geer 45 

Henry 31 

Hermon 35 

Hosanna 31 

Lucaiue (D.) 48 

Mabie 41 

Maitland 47 

Manoah 43 

Mayer 30 

Merritt 47 

Miletus 29 

"Naomi 45 

New Patmos 35 

Northfield 29 

Oaksville 36 

Ortonville 40 

Rich 37 

Stanbridge 34 

Stephens 44 

Swanwick 27 

Tappan 33, 41 

Thaxted 38 

Trent 42 

Varina (D.) 37 

Warwick 38 

Whitten 33 

Wise 44 

Woodland 41 

Woodstock 48 

Wray 39 

Zerah 30 

O. P. M. 

Ariel 50 

Harwood 50 

"R 



PAGE.) 

Illinois 49! 

Meribah 49 

S. M. 

Adaline 55 

Adrian 58 

Ahira 54 

Allen 53 

Barber 55 

Boylston 55 

Brainerd 59 

Braden 57 

Dennis 58 

Duty 59 

Ferguson 53 

Greenwood 56 

Hancock Street.. 60 

Haydn 56 

Kirkdale 54 

Laban 52 

Lockwood 52 

Middletown 60 

Morris 52 

Olmutz 59 

Rushton 58 

Shepherd ... 57 

Shirland 63 

Silver Street 51 

St. Thomas 54 

State St 56, 60 

Stella 51 

Thacher 57 

Willis 51 

S. P. M. 

Dalston 61 

Pierpont 61 

7s. 

Adoration (D.).... 66 

Albert (D.) 64 

Belina(D.) 116 

Benevento (D.).. . 74 

Bethauv 97 

Beulah"(D.) 66 

Butler 65 

Demarest (D.) 74 



PAGE. 

Easter 63 

Ellen 62 

Flint 65 

Good News (D.) . . 6£ 
Hanchett (G I.).... 70' 

Hendon 65 

Hollev (6 1. 73 

Horton 72 

Hotham (D.) 69 

Indiana (D.) 66 

Jaccbsen 70 

Lovejov (6 i.) 68 

iMartyn (D.) 69 

Messiah (D.) 67 

Mt. Auburn 71 

Mt. Calvary (61.).. 73 

Mozart (D.) 63" 

Nuremberg (6 1.). 70 

Quimby(D.) 73 

Reunion 71 

Rock of Ages (61.) 63* 

Rowe (D.) 64 

Sabbath (61.) 68 

Seymour CI, 72 

St. Eustace 61 

Storrs (6 1.- 67 

Swift (61.) 70 

Telemann's Chant. 62 
Watchman, tell us. 69 

Wilmot 63 

Zerviah 61, 71 

8s and '73. 

Autumn (D.) 75 

BrO(3head(D.).... 78 

(Compassion 80 

[Consolation 80 

Doremus(D.) 75 

Flint 81 

Greenville (D.)... 78 

Kingston 76 

Luther* s Hymn 

(Pec.) 108 

Manheim 76 

Nelson 80 

Nettleton (D.) . . . . 79 

Rathbun 77 

Reliance 79 

Shining Shore (D.)102 



INDEX OF TUNES. 



PAGE. 

Sicilian Hymn 77 

Smyrna (D.) 78 

Source 77 

Stockwell 79 

Temple Place — 75 
VVilmot 76 

8s, 7s, and 4s. 

Aspiration 85 

Erpingham 85 

Golgotha 84 

Haydn's Hymn. . . 83 

Merwin 82 

Regent Square... 83 

Root 84 1 

Siberia 82 

Tarn worth 80! 

Zion 83 

8s, 7s, and 7s. 

Harwell 81 

H. M. 

Christmas Hymn. 86 

Clarke 88 

DarwelPs 86 



PAGE. 

Haddam 89 

Howes 87 

Jubilate 87 

Lenox 88 

Thomas 8:-* 

Warrior 89 

West 87 

7s and 6s. 

Amsterdam 94 

Bentley 93 Ellerv 

Ellisema 95 Jillery 



PAGE. 

New Haven 97 

Nearer to Thee. . . 97 

Olivet 97 

Piatt 98 

Talmage 98 



Baxter 102 

6s, 8s, and 4s. 
74 



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7s and 5s. 



PAGE. 

8s and 5s. 



PAGE. 

10s and 4s. 



Song 104 Cochran. 



8s and 6s. 



Pascal 103 

Just as I am 



10s and lis. 



nn Portuguese Hymnl05 

103 Lyons 106 

_ , . Devonshire 106 

8s, 6s, and 4s. j 

_.. „ 10s, lis, and 12s. 

Wilson 81 

_ „ Sanctus 100 

P. M. 

lis. 

irw £ ast . Be " n I™ Frederick. 

}yi Parting Hvmn.... 117 



Gospel Banner 

Italy 91 

Jenner 91 Paraclete 103 ^.^P 1 J™ Frederick 107 

Leconey 94 w™dw ell } | Parting Hynm. ...117 Goshen 105 

Mendebras 92 1W I8 6, 8 6, 6 6, 6 6. Yale 107 

Missionary Hymn 92 1 7 6 7 4 -.1 j o 

Passion ... 93 '»«*./.*• Paradise 104 lls and 8s - 

Webb 95 Genun» 102 Wareham 100 

Yarmouth 90 , °' 8 j 9s and 8s « U S and 10s. 

6s and 4s. (Sacrament 101 Come.yedisconso- 

Martha 99, late 107 

America 98 10s. Doon (D.) 99 

Bacon 96 8s and 4s. ,„ 

Dort 96 'Eventide 101 12s - 

Italian Hymn. . . . 96 Thy will be done. 104 Eventide Chant. . 101 Scotland 108 



INDEX OF CHANTS. 



PAGE. 

Abide with me 101 

All hail ! the power of Jesus' name 28 

Blessed be the Lord God of Israel 112 

Bless the Lord, O my soul 112 

Glory be to God on high 109 

God be merciful unto us and bless us 113 

God is our refuge and strength 114 

I will lift up mine eyes unto the hills 113 

Just as I am 103 

Lord, Thou hast been our dwelling-place 114 

Nearer, my God, to Thee 97 

O be joyful in the Lord, all ye lands 110 



PAGR 

O come, let us sing unto the Lord Ill 

O give thanks unto the Lord 114 

O sing unto the Lord a new song Ill 

Praise ye the Lord 110 

The Lord is my shepherd ; I shall not want 113 

The Lord is my strength and song 112 

The strain upraise of joy and praise 1 09 

Thy will be done 104 

We praise thee. O God; we acknowledge thee to 

be the Lord 115 

When inarshalied on the nightly plain. IS 



ADAPTATIONS. 



TAGE 

Again as evening's shadow falls (Harriet) 
Cramer 117 

Blessed is He who cometh in the name of the 
Lord Gounod. 123 

Jesus, lover of my soul (Belina). . Burnap, a?r. 116 

Not unto us, O Lord 130 

B 



Swell the anthem, raise the song. Arranged by 
Burnap 122 

The Lord is my shepherd ; I shall not want. Jas. 
Flint 126 

The Lord is my strength and song.. W. H. Monk. 119 



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